Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 30 – A Fate Decided

“Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell.” -Walter Scott

(Content Warning: Mentions of S*xual Assault and Violence. Reader discretion is advised.)

Raina

After a while, Kiya told me to leave.

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I didn’t want to, but I respected her wishes and left the kitchen after I cleaned up the shattered glass. Her soft sobbing started up again as I walked up the stairs.

Kiya’s right. No amount of apologies can erase the brutal past. It’s a failed Band–Aid trying to hold broken pieces together. Have we damaged Kiya beyond redemption? She’s destined to be a fantastic Luna. However, it doesn’t seem fair for her to rule over a pack that frayed her spirit.

Inha Neron

I need to speak to Alpha Neron, regardless of how late it is.

Wiping my tears, I worked up the courage to walk to his room. It’s on the farther end of the fourth floor. Brisk walking toward the thick mahogany door, I lightly knocked. Wolves hate being awoken from their sleep, but I’m taking my chances.

“Alpha Neron?” I whisper. “I’m sorry for disturbing you, but I need to talk to you.”

Silence.

I knocked harder. No response.

Giving up wasn’t an option. We need to discuss Tristan’s fate and Kiya’s well–being for the rest of her stay. Killing Tristan with my bare claws is an exciting thought–to make him feel all the agony he put my sister through. I’d sacrifice myself if it meant Kiya can genuinely smile again.

She doesn’t deserve any of this.

Frustrated, I resorted to the mind–link. “Alpha Neron? Are you awake?”

“Yes, Raina.” voice was hard and emotionless. Cyra whimpered in fear. “What is it?”

His

“I apologize, but I’m wondering if we can talk?”

“I’m busy.”

“Where are you?”

“In the dungeons.”

“…Can I come?”

“Suit yourself.”

The dungeons. The horrific underground cells where we’d imprison criminals. Once upon a time, Kiya was forced to call it home. After her suicide, I couldn’t bear to

be anywhere near the place because I couldn’t face

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the shame. Guilt consumed me then, and it still has a ferocious appetite. Now, I found a reason to go.

Behind it lay the aforementioned dungeons. My fingers trembled on the knob, but my

need to

assaulted my nose when I forced the entranceway open. Blood, feces, and other bodily fluids. intermingled into the dense atmosphere. F*cking hell, how could we force Kiya to

We’re horrible people!

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pair. The stairs creaked with my descending steps, making my presence known to the other miscellaneous prisoners we kept

the

to the wall by his wrists: and ankles with his body angled forward. Judging by the faint smell of burnt flesh, the chains are silver. His face is bruised and unrecognizable, and black and blue decorated his pale flesh. Above him stood my Alpha,

whispered, almost terrified to take another step into the cell. He turned to me with blue eyes, cold

an old friend.” He smirked amusingly, sending my heart racing with fear. “And I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d come here and work

I

blood and broken teeth. “My

his voice taking on a mocking tone. “Kiya told you to stop. Many

should I?”

landed a solid punch to Tristan’s face, bruising the bruises. It’s painful to watch, but I forced

Tristan screamed. “Let me heal!”

Neron walked to a corner and grabbed a wooden chair. Sitting with the back to his chest, he rested his thick arms on the top rail, regarding Tristan with a deadly look. “Come in,

The closer I was to Tristan, the more jubilant my heart became.

me.” Tristan hissed painfully. “Your father won’t allow

can’t and won’t do shit. I’m the Alpha and you’ll listen to me.” Neron is breathing heavily like he’s holding back. His wolf, Onyx, is a beast in his right. Holding Cyra back from attacking

&

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Neron had to hold Onyx back. “There is one way you can escape this, Tristan.”

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eye looked up curiously. The other is swollen shut. “Is this some sort of trick? Are you f*cking with me? You spent the last half hour beating the shit out of me!”

to you was nothing compared to what Kiya did.

The only way

confess.”

“Confess?”

did to my mate and I’ll set you free.”

a rapist?! Tristan can and will go after Kiya again! His assaults only

mind–link. “I can sense your anger, Raina. I know

“Could’ve fooled me.”

shook his head, albeit painfully, in utter disbelief. “I’ve done nothing to that girl.

Neron corrected. “And you’re calling my mate a

in Neron’s voice. Insulting an Alpha’s beloved is equal to asking for a death wish. He gulped, rethinking his words. “I’m saying is that you can’t believe wild allegations without gathering circumstantial evidence. I’ve raped no one, my Alpha. Why would I bring dishonor to the Zircon

wanted to claw

do. But, sometimes, a trial isn’t needed. A simple confession from the alleged perpetrator is worth more in weight. And rape is a very serious crime, no matter how long ago it took place. However, the age of the victim does matter. Kiya was seventeen when she passed away. She said the assaults took place for three years, which means

a couple months back. Before that, I don’t know. how or when. The thought of her

took everything from

of that.”

you’re aware of the

“Yes.”

behind his head. “Raina is a witness to your acknowledgments. If you decide to claim that you weren’t aware of the rules and laws

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off him. Tristan’s next words will determine his late. I’ve watched my Alpha grow incredibly protective over Kiya these last few

He loves her.

in front of Tristan, grabbing his chin to still his face. From the corner of his eyes, hist blue irises flashed to sharp gold. The beat–up guard whimpered under his gaze, bowing his head into submission. I know the bastard was lying

of an Alpha, especially if they’re bonded to the same pack. He’s done

up again. “I’ll ask you a simple question and if you lie to me,

permeated between the smelly, enclosed space of the prison. Tension thickened and anticipation skyrocketed. I wait in bated breath for Tristan’s confession because Kiya wouldn’t lie about this. I believe Tristan hurt her,

We waited.

mind and began struggling.

She wanted it! That whore was so desperate for affection that she latched onto me! You know how