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.

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smiles and warmer presences. Jacqueline wasted no time drawing Kiya into a tight embrace, allowing her

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okay, Little Bit.” She whispers soothingly.

muttered as she buried 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

a rapist will finally get his just desserts. The number of times these

Galen chuckled. “Have you thought about how you’ll kill him?”

a silver blade dipped in wolfsbane. A painful and slow

her black skirt. “You’re a naturally good person. To take a life weighs on your conscience. Even if it is the

a mess that’s long overdue. I, for one, can think

guys. But I’m okay. I can handle it.” Kiya insisted, wiping the last of my tears. “Thank you for thinking of me, but I have to do it. I need to move on from

once, Kiya rose to her

skin, invoking good and fuzzy feelings. Her sensitive hearing picked up four separate but racing heartbeats. Their own emotions are running as high as hers. Selene blessed her with amazing, lifelong friends. Without them, Kiya was certain she

around Kiya’s shoulders as they traversed down the stairs. As pack members passed by, Kiya felt many eyes lingering on her. Many of them unpleasant. Reciting her mantra of confidence, she tried hard to calm her palpitating heart.

is not an option.

Kiya

tension in the atmosphere was so thick, I could cut it with a butter knife. As my crew and I walked to the center of the lawn where the enormous crowd was steadily

beyond

Jungement

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brutal emotions from those times in the dungeons. It’s something I want to forget–something I wish I could carve out

within the crowd, including some pup trainees who advanced under Kwame’s care. Distastefully, I see my sperm and egg donors

tree by his wrists and ankles. His disgusting mouth is gagged also with silver chains, and his face looks even more messed up than when I last left him. It got me thinking of who else beat the shit out of him

around me, pressing me further into her warmth. I’m 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 directly behind to shield me from passing glares,

commotion erupted around us, many wondering 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 get away with

at his sides. Behind them were their mates, Raina and Lorelai, whose pregnant belly became noticeable. The Alpha’s eyes were hard. Dominance and fury perfused through his pores like strong cologne, enveloping the crowd

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

hand up, and the crowd instantly silenced. “You all must wonder why 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 pardoned. None of us are

a surprise to you. For those who lived here for most of your lives, you

of this crime until a couple of days ago. You trifled with an Alpha’s most sacred and precious

Many eyes are on me again and I wanted to hide from the attention. My

scared.

man has rights over a woman’s body or to violate her. Tristan Dudley had confessed his crimes to me with Beta Female Raina as a witness. Today, he’ll be executed for harming my mate

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my safety net into the scorching air of intensity. Neron drew me into a protective embrace, similar to what Jackie did. Despite his rage, the 02:19 of his dedication was there. This is

lend me some

Dudley raped me regularly, starting when I was fifteen,” I admitted. “It stopped when I escaped. If I’d remained, surely, he’d continue

my bodily autonomy for years. No one came to help me.

shock while I heard sniffles from some. From the corner of my eye, I see Ashley with a hand over her mouth crying and Steven looking

the open, never