Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 32 – Judgement Day

“For the powerful, crimes are those that others commit.“–Noam Chomsky

Third Person POV

Water is to oil as confidence is to anxiety.

And Kiya has been feeling nothing but anxiety.

She sits at her vanity mirror, gazing at her reflection while psyching herself up about this fateful day- Tristan’s last day on earth. And the first day of healing from her childhood assaults.

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“I can do this.” Kiya mentally chants. Despite her attempts to fill herself with confidence, her anxiety proved to be a festering disease consuming her body.

Unwillingly, tears fell from her cocoa–colored orbs as her shaky hand tried to wipe them away in vain. Executions are made publicly, meaning this will be the first time all of Zircon Moon will surround Kiya. Children won’t witness the event. That was the only saving grace that warmed her heart.

The last time the pack gathered in crowds was her first escape attempt at fourteen. Dragged back and beaten by Jonathan Prince, he made Kiya a slave. Today, she felt she unknowingly brought attention to herself again. She became the talk of the town because of her arrival, but that she brushed off.

This is a different circumstance she felt ill–prepared for.

Everyone will know the truth about how far and dark her abuse went. But many questions buzzed in her mind. as she thought about their reactions.

Would they care?

Would they be ashamed of their ignorance?

Would they beg for forgiveness?

“Goddess, I can’t do this.” She murmured tearfully, burying her head in her hands. There’s more to today than facing her rapist. Giving Neron’s proposal some thought, Kiya was the one to kill Tristan. By her hand, she’ll send him to Moon Goddess Selene for final judgment.

The finality of her decision didn’t sit right with her.

“You can always back out, Kiya,” Artemis spoke. “You don’t have to go through with this.”

“If I do, I can finally stop hiding and start living. Once Tristan dies, my future will open up to infinite possibilities.”

“That’s true. However, can you cope with the fact you took a life? Tristan is going to die today, either by your hand or someone else. His fate is sealed. However, I sense a lot of your doubt. You don’t have to put yourself through more hardship to prove your strength.”

A killer is a horrific title to carry. She knew the weighty consequences of her decision. And Tristan doesn’t deserve mercy. However, can she carry that burden? Will there be a burden to carry?

She’s conflicted.

-Judgement Day

entered, equipped with warm smiles and warmer presences. Jacqueline wasted no time drawing Kiya into a tight embrace, allowing her to inhale

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be okay, Little

her head in her shoulder. Last night, all five of them slept in her bed again. Waking up surrounded by the people she loves deeply is a feeling unmatched by any other. She knew this couldn’t go on indefinitely, but it’s a moment she’ll treasure for the

Sapphire remarked bitterly, crossing her arms. “At least a rapist will finally get his just desserts. The number

differently.” Galen chuckled. “Have you thought about how you’ll

“With a silver blade dipped in wolfsbane. A painful and slow death is suitable, don’t

Kiki?” Abigail sat on my bed, smoothening out her black skirt. “You’re a naturally good person. To take a life

you. Mostly me, though.” Jacqueline winked playfully. “Think of it as cleaning up a mess that’s long overdue.

wiping the last of my tears. “Thank you for thinking of me, but I have to do it. I need

is close. Patting her thighs once, Kiya rose to her feet after leaving the Beta’s embrace but is found in another when her four friends immediately drew her

and fuzzy feelings. Her sensitive hearing picked up four separate but racing heartbeats. Their own emotions are running as high as

pack members passed by, Kiya felt many eyes lingering on her. Many of

not an

Kiya

knife. As my crew and I walked to the center of the lawn where the enormous crowd was

beyond the crowd.

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those times in the dungeons. It’s something I want to forget–something I wish I could carve out from my mind and toss in the trash. While I’m terrified02:22 facing my rapist again, it had to be

crowd parted for us and the five of us had front row seats. I look around to see many familiar faces within the crowd, including some pup trainees who advanced under Kwame’s care. Distastefully, I see my sperm and egg donors along with Darien and Odessa. Well, the execution called

His disgusting mouth is gagged also with silver chains, and his face looks

so grateful for this woman. Her wolf growled deep within her, wanting blood as much as Artemis did. And I knew Tristan wanted blood too, with the way his good eye glares daggers into my soul. Sensing my anxiety, Abigail rested a comforting hand on my shoulder and Sapphire grabbed my free hand. Galen stood

why someone as good as this stupid guard is looking the way he is and why he’s being executed. I scoffed. If only they knew just how their ignorance allowed this monster to

them were their mates, Raina and Lorelai, whose pregnant belly became noticeable. The Alpha’s eyes were hard.

can feel his regret. Even Raina’s, who stood next to her confused parents. My phone beeped, the clock striking 10:00

I’ve gathered you here today. Executions are rare, but this one is special. While it has been some time since this heinous crime was committed, it should not and cannot be

this notion. For those of you who recently joined Zircon Moon, this may come as a surprise to you. For those who lived here for most of your lives, you know exactly what I’m talking about. Ignorance was

turns to Tristan, glaring at him with volcanic rage. It scared even me. “I wasn’t made aware of this crime until a couple of days ago. You trifled with an Alpha’s most

eyes are on me again and I wanted to hide from the attention. My friends gave me their words of encouragement through mind–link,

scared.

confessed his crimes to me with Beta Female Raina as a witness.

– Judgement Day |

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into the scorching air of intensity. Neron drew me into a protective embrace, similar to what Jackie did. Despite

lend me some of

I was fifteen,” I admitted. “It stopped when I escaped. If I’d remained, surely, he’d continue

help me. I doubt anyone cared enough to stop him if knowledge of

from some. From the corner of my eye, I see Ashley with a hand over her mouth crying and Steven looking away in horror

open,