Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 33 – Am I Crazy Now?

“God damn right, you should be scared of me.” Control‘ by Halsey

Kiya

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Blinking back my tears, I backed away from Tristan. Shaking my head, I handed the blade to Neron.

Like clockwork, the crowd whispers behind me at the sudden revelation. They whisper why I’m hesitating or granting mercy. I scoffed silently. Gossip is a treasured hobby because they love to make wild assumptions.

“I’m sorry, Neron,” I whispered shamefully, “I thought I could do it, but I can’t.”

“It’s okay, Kiya.” A comforting smile rests on his face. He took the blade and used his free hand to smoothen my hair. He k*ssed the top of my curls, “I’ve asked too much of you in a short time. Executing someone is a hefty responsibility, and I’m glad you backed out. You stayed true to yourself. I’m proud of you.”

Onyx growled softly in him, making his presence known to me. Standing on my moral ground awakened a dissimilar sensation. I’m proud, but I feel ashamed. The crowd expected to watch me murder my assaulter, but things changed.

How many think I’m weak? How many haven’t changed their thinking from the dark days? Many faces in the crowd are the same faces back then. It’s been five years since my suicide and my arrival, and I foolishly hoped some had the heart to change.

But one thing’s for certain: I can count on my friends. Zircon Moon? I’m still hesitant on trusting anyone except for the Gammas, including Neron and Raina. I’m watching for changes but I’m also watching for slipups.

Neither has slipped up yet.

Relieved, I can retreat to my safety net and watch the execution. Neron has the blade, so he’ll kill Tristan for

1. me.

“Stop this, immediately.” A voice echoed. “No crime has occurred; thus this execution is to be null and void for lack of evidence and misconduct.”

Everyone’s heads shot to the right to see Jonathan Prince marching toward us with an older man in robes beside him. His aging face contorted in what I think to be…satisfaction? My eyes widened at his proclamation and commotion erupted again, but not as much as the anger from Neron.

“Dad, Elder Sage, what the f*ck is this?!” Neron demanded as they cut through the crowd. “You have no right

to stop these proceedings!”

“I do when I recognize a gross miscarriage of justice.” Jonathan glowered at his son. “While I’m not acting as Alpha, I have senior authority. You’re preparing to execute an innocent man over wild accusations–and

without a trial!”

“Under his own volition. Tristan confessed to me and Raina!” Neron yelled. “He’s forfeited his right to a trial because of it. He harmed the Alpha’s mate, punishable by death! I told you last night that you won’t stop me!”

Wait, I remember this! Last night, I was heading to my room for the evening when I heard yelling from the

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fourth floor. Two separate voices battled out with hints of glass breaking. Werewolf senses can pick up on the smallest noises, but I couldn’t make out what they spoke about. It came from the Alpha Office, so I knew 02:11 Neron was arguing with someone. His Dad!

“There are many errors to your declaration, Alpha Neron.” Elder Sage spoke emotionlessly. I recognize him as one of the pack elders. Every pack has one or two. Where the f*ck was he five years ago?! “No rape took place.”

the f*ck it did!” I screamed, marching over in disgust. “He raped me

law, you can’t rape a slave.”

when Jonathan dropped that bomb. No! He cannot take this away from me! The crowd silenced, sucked into the conflict between us four. Is there a level above fury? Because Neron’s face is turning as red as fire. And given that he has

couldn’t hide his smug smile. Neron is about to rip his head off! But he’s

sexual acts between two people–the perpetrator and the victim. Applying this to your context, you claim that Tristan Dudley raped you when you were a slave. You were merely

My painful scream tore through my throat, shrilling through the air. “Tristan brutalized me! You cannot tell me my rapes didn’t exist because Jonathan forced me to be a slave!”

“It’s the law.”

That law is obsolete!” Neron shouted, his fists trembling with his fury. Many pack members cowered under

mate. You didn’t know until your ceremony. Are you killing Tristan for her sake or to ease your guilt? Because, from the looks of it, you’re putting an innocent man on death’s door over baseless accusations

Turning behind me, I see the others restraining Jackie back from pouncing on and tearing Jonathan apart. Her

do this to my

in all of this.” I knew that grating voice anywhere. Odessa, standing beside Darien, had a smile full of glee at me but soured when facing Raina, “You brutalized the stupid bitch as much as anyone else here and you call for justice? Might as

f*cking mouth, Odessa,” Raina warned.

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Where was it back then? Your crazy sister is an attention whorer Abusing a slave doesn’t exist, so no one did anything wrong. She’s the abusive one! She’s hit me and 02:0 threatened me countless times, but guess you didn’t know that, huh? That’s what this pack wants as a Luna?!

the ground, savagely punching her in the face and throat. Darien tried to stop her, but because of the differences between his rank and strength, it was hard. Nothing

backed away while some tossed insults and degradation my way until Neron’s lethal glare silenced them.

Jackie shouted in her rage, still restrained. “A sick man! I’ll tear you apart for defecating

an eye–roll, focusing back on Neron and me. “However, a crime occurred today. Because of your lies and hysteria, you almost got a man killed. And

and I’ll

my face into his chest. My world crumbled. The justice I wanted is taken by the same man

threatening me, son?”

or take her away from me! If you so much as f*cking try, I’ll send you to hell myself!” He bellows. “Senior authority does mean torturing

mate or end this ridiculous execution, and you dare to talk back to me? I raised an Alpha, not a

a failure if it meant never become

became so cold, not even Neron’s arms can warm me up. No matter what I do,

spotting many angry faces aimed at me. It seared into my flesh, sinking deep into nerves. I’ve ruined their peace. Daggers from their eyes pierced my heart in calculated ways

preventing me from going insane are

pack never fails to disgust me. Why did I come out here? Why did I agree to

made a

my

this was what I’m repaid for my work–repugnance, and

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turned against you? No one truly cares about you, Little Moon. All of them are little monsters waiting to hurt you again, and they did! They sided with the abusers! Didn’t I tell you the darkness

me, but his arms did nothing to dispel the chill from Osiris‘ ghostly touch on my shoulders. How could I be blind

men before him. Vileness is an innate trait within his bloodline. Stop believing that you’ll get retribution from this hellscape. It’ll never come.

how everything works with Zircon. Tristan is a single man in a sea of hatred. They’ve hidden behind an outdated law that

my

No one will ever be held responsible for my

I HATE IT!

about it, Little Moon. You can be the striking gavel of retribution. The right way no longer applies, so why not take matters into your own hands? Don’t wait for justice;

But it’s not always fair. I’ve walked down that path–and karma still

I’m done.

to be the better person

to Tristan, leaning back against the bark with a broken, smug smile on his face. Jonathan will bail him out. I shouldn’t expect anything

to hear what he’s thinking?” Osiris‘ saccharine voice asked me. “I

thoughts he has about me and laments over my weakness.

Coming all this way