All Chapters of Sold To A Cursed Alpha: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

ARIA’S POV“Woah!”“Amazing!”Their reactions were totally valid. It was how I felt too when I set eyes on the landscape. I just couldn’t be as obvious as the kids were, but at least I could ask in a calm and collected tone. “What is this place?”“The royal arboretum,” he replied. The air felt different. The arrayed trees formed a shade and the scents from the flowers purified the atmosphere. It felt safe–almost like heaven.“Out here?” I probed.“Of course.” He nodded. The kids had taken off, running around the trees and playing. “Draven thinks I want his pack, but that’s not true.” Logan began. “Actually, at first, I thought that was what I wanted.” he proceeded, “but then I realized, it wasn’t.”“Hmm…” I showed keen interest to motivate him to push forward.“His pack is in shambles and you’ve had to deal with that for a very long time.” Logan pulled towards me and held my hands, “I thought about it deeply and you do deserve better. A lot better.”“I had the men start building this

ARIA’S POV“Great! You’re awake!” he announced excitedly. He had a steamy cup of drink in his hand, gently mixing it as I tried to get my misty eyes to clear out.By the time my vision was cleared out, Logan had placed the cup on a tray and handed the tray to me. “Breakfast in bed.” I raised my brow.“Lunch, actually. Late lunch.” I opened the plate and it was a large one filled with pasta. “The beverage is to help free up your stomach.” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed by my left side.“What time is it?” I stretched my neck to take a peep, since Logan was in the way. “Oh, dear!” I exclaimed. It was already 3:18pm.“You had a long day. The kids yesterday, it was a lot of drama. I figured we could just let you rest.” I smiled faintly.“And the kids?” I inquired.“They had a long rest themselves. They woke up about an hour ago.” he replied. I nodded, taking a sip from the cup. “I asked the kids to give me information on the man that abducted them.” My life flashed before my eyes,

ARIA’S POVI sat quietly in the vehicle, looking out the window, while Logan drove back to the camp. The words of the Venerable one echoed in my ears.“The bond breaking does not only mean you are no longer mates, it leaves you both with absolutely no memory of each other. By refusing to do this, you can not let Logan know, otherwise, you know the consequences. I’m sure you’re thinking, sure, you will act like it’s all good and eventually, it will be, but if by any chance you have anything intimate to do with any other man, especially Logan, the consequences will be fatal…for all of you.”I was faced with two hard choices and chose the one that could result in the end of all of us. I could not afford to live without memories of Draven. Even the lack of his presence alone was killing. It was worse because the ritual did not erase him from the kids’ memories.I was beginning to almost regret why I did not take off with Draven when I had the chance. Thankfully, the drive was awfully quie

ARIA’S POV“No! We’re not doing that!” I yelled, getting out of my chair with so much force, it tripped the chair backwards to fall on its back.“The alternative is you take responsibility for the murder, because you were the last known person with Violetta.” Logan got out of his chair too, standing ready in my path, in case I considered leaving.It was a small meeting–Agatha, Logan and Myself. Agatha was a non-verbal participant.“You can’t possibly not see that this is to protect you,” he added. “I did it for you. Just like everything else. I do it for you!”I froze for a second. “Wait. What?” I took a step closer, but Agatha pulled me back by the arm. “Logan. Logan, what did you do?”Logan froze and it lingered, cementing the suspicion that something was terribly wrong. “Logan?” I called softly. Agatha restricted me, making sure I could not get any closer to him. “What did you do?”The silence continued. Like he was weighing choices with life and death

ARIA’S POV “Eventually, you would have to leave that bed. It’s been three days. Why are you acting like someone killed you?” I laid there in silence. I neither moved nor spoke. In the last three days, I hadn’t moved from the bed. I hadn’t eaten, bathed, or moved. I had barely done anything else other than breathe. Logan on the other hand had become the opposite of everything I knew. He was no longer obsessed with me, wanting to be everywhere I was, nor was he talking about our ‘dream family’. My whole life had crashed before my very eyes. I had lost everything. Lost myself. “Okay. I’m done having to deal with your nonsense. Get out of bed.” Logan charged towards me, pulling me aggressively out of bed by the arm. He had me on my feet but I collapsed to the floor as soon as he let go. “What the hell is wrong with you?” He kicked me hard in the stomach. Even with the extreme use of force, I did not respond. The pain was nothing compared to the emotional torture I had been facin