Untouchable by Marii Solaria

Chapter 37 Father vs. Father

“The heart of a father is the masterpiece of nature. – Antoine Francois Prevost

Nikolai

Moon Goddess. Give me the strength to not snap this man’s neck into two.

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I could beat him to a pulp. Even break his nose. But I didn’t want to fight. He needed to answer me about his appalling actions against my daughter. Anthony sent his warriors to this pack to help strengthen their numbers–to prevent them from falling to the same fate as other packs. Instead, Jonathan has used this

opportunity to torment my child?

What the hell is wrong with this man?!

It appears Jonathan expected my riotous presence. I wasn’t more than a foot away from his door when he swung it open, greeting me with a nostalgic smile. Does he think I’m stupid? Faux obliviousness doesn’t suit him, and it sure as hell won’t calm me down!

So, what do Alphas normally do when they’re being silently mocked by others?

The logical answer is to put those people in their place. But Kiya’s eyes when she revealed her assault never left my mind. It broke her, choking up at the heaviness of concealing a big secret. My fatherly instincts wanted to protect her. What angered me the most, is how Jonathan tried to free the man who hurt her, citing bogus laws that no one follows anymore.

I punched him in the face for that very reason. Jonathan didn’t flinch. Instead, he grabbed a handkerchief from his table and blotted the blood away from his lip. He sighed, stuffing the cloth in his pocket before gesturing to his couch.

“Would you like some tea, old friend?”

I shot

him

an

incredulous look. “I don’t want tea. I want answers.”

“Let me guess,” He rolled his eyes. “Your child told you what happened and now you’re playing Superman? Must you always believe the outrageous claims of a woman who hasn’t matured past her adolescence?”

“Watch what you say about my daughter,” I warned. “And I can’t believe you have the gall to stand there and act as if your actions didn’t contribute to her deterioration! You hold as much responsibility as anyone here!”

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“I did nothing wrong.” He shrugged his shoulders, planting his rear end on his couch. “Prattle and rant all you want, Nikolai. You can’t change my mind.”

“My Goddess, what happened to you?” Jonathan was never this callous. We were friends back in the day, and Lyra and Celeste. He was stoic and nonchalant, but he held a certain type of warmth. It wasn’t from power–it was from care. Celeste always brought out the best of him and could make him smile when days were bleak.

His mate made him feel complete. Times were turbulent when his brother reared his ugly head, but it never stopped our support for one another. But, when Celeste passed, he withdrew from all he worked hard to build and closed himself off. I’ve never heard from or about him until Kiya came into my life, battered and broken from years of abuse he permitted.

half passes away, and Jonathan defied all odds.

But it chills me to think there’s something else other than Neron that keeps him going.

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his bleak blue eyes glanced over at me. “It’s lonely without your other half, isn’t it? If Lyra was out of sight

his voice as he spoke about my family. It burned and glistened

his wife and

it’s

I sense a lot of animosity in you. Do you

Any tighter and it’d shatter. “No matter the evidence, she still

didn’t kill them! Zain did!” I shouted in fury. “Goddess, why can’t you let that go? You found the bastard responsible! He’s gone, and they got justice! Why do you still hate Kiya so

Jonathan retorted. “She killed a

“He raped her.”

rape property, Nikolai.

and your pack treated her as a child! She wasn’t meant to be a slave, but in your twisted sense of justice, you thought it was okay! You abandoned her as Alpha. An Alpha protects their

you’re saying it’s

heartless friend long and hard, searching for any hints of

I found none.

innate trait that I believed, and hoped, everyone possessed. It’s what connects our humanity towards one another; the interconnectedness of

and hate

your family.” I started. “However, everything that followed afterward is a direct consequence of your actions. If anything is making this pack, fall apart is your inability

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did what was right for

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and to smooth out your ego. Placing blame on a child was the easiest and most effective solution. You turned your entire pack against Kiya, including her family, her friends, and most of

pieces under Jonathan’s large hands, raining tea and blood from his wounds. In a flash, he threw me against the wall and barred his canines at

bitch.” He hissed,

hated Kiya, she was far too valuable to execute on a whim. If she wasn’t our goddess‘ avatar, you would’ve killed her.

only by Selene’s blessing that she still lives. Her power is

pack. Can you say that the reason Garnet Moon is

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a violent push. Because I worked hard and took care of my people. I made sure they had clothes on their backs and food to eat. We worked together to make our community prosperous long before my daughter arrived. Unlike you, Selene’s avatar is not a tool to make you rich

of humor–as Lyra likes to say–but I found nothing of what I said funny. Zircon Moon lost a gem, not because of what she possesses, but because Kiya is a beautiful, intelligent, and benevolent woman. Her brown

her as a tool or a possession. The history surrounded Selene’s avatar is dark and rough, but I cannot and will not let Kiya fall under the same

never stretched beyond the original. The children won’t

be loved properly and have

Zircon Moon with her because she knew my pack was the best. It’s been a long time

not forget about your son. Mates are sacred;

son is weak. Always has been. Always distracted by what’s out in the world and never focused on his duty. He could be great; better than what he is now

to you. Neron has the

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stifling his growth, and it’s you and your tyrannical

act like you know my son better

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him, but you don’t either. Getting him to achieve doesn’t mean you have to put down his mate. Or him!” I sigh heavily, pinching the bridge of my