Все главы Sold To A Cursed Alpha: Глава 11 - Глава 20

ARIA’S POV;I shivered like a wet puppy in his arms as he took off my robe. He lifted me to my feet and I bowed my head, unable to deal with the fact that he had seen me naked in a few minutes, more times than I had seen myself in all my life.“Don’t yell. I’m just going to pop this back into the socket,” he held my hand and pushed it back. I completely disregarded his instructions and screamed at the top of my voice. The pressure was intense, but it calmed the pain.Draven reached the wardrobe beneath the brush sink and pulled out a bandage he used to hold the joint in place. His touches were tender, almost healing. For a minute, I could see him as something other than the contract Alpha, or the one who ruined my life, bringing me here as a breeder. He looked heavenly, wrapping my arms.“I’ll get your breakfast,” he said, walking out of the room after getting me settled in bed.“Thank you,” I whispered as the door shut behind him. ‘Maybe he’s not a monster after all.’ My lips curved

ARIA'S POV:“What curse?” Without a word, Draven walked out and slammed the door behind him.The pace of my heartbeat doubled. Something was terribly wrong and I was filled with fear.Hours went by and the only person I had seen was the maid who was tasked to bring me a meal and feed me too.“Ma, you have to eat something,” Nicolle walked in with the maid. I rolled my eyes. “Yes, she reported you to me, because you don't want to listen.”“And you are the enforcer of the law? I listen to you now?” I stubbornly pushed back.“No, but you will eat because the Alpha is hanging my job on whether or not you're taken care of and I can't afford to lose my job. My family can't afford that either.”My resolve weakened. Nicolle was the one person I had come to care about and she was right. Draven knew exactly what he was doing.I gestured for the maid to leave. Nicolle and I were left alone in the infirmary. “How's Ella? Did she get checked?” I probed.“Ella is fine,” Nicolle replied, “but she di

DRAVEN'S POV:Her words flew straight to my chest like flint knives. In the last twenty-four hours, she had taken me through different emotions.I felt a strong admiration, a pull I could not control, seeing her fight for Ella's life. She restored my hope. In my eyes, she was a hero.Compassion followed that admiration, watching her bleed and being wrapped in bandages to put her limbs together. A sacrifice she made for my child.All through the night, confusion was my companion. ‘Did Ella have a fighting chance? Was there something special about Aria that made her able to revive Ella?’Fear was my best friend. I watched over Ella the entire night, dreading that her heart would stop beating and her breath would cease. “Good morning, daddy,” when her eyes opened and her tiny voice hit my eardrums, I found myself a little in love with Aria, but now…Now, I was in pain. She hated me so much, her journey with me had just begun, but she couldn't wait for it to end. She was willing to have a

DRAVEN'S POV:My feet glued to the spot when I saw Logan's hand rubbing hers from the other side of the counter. I only managed to pull back and hide my body, bending to peep and watch the drama unfold.Although Aria pulled away, the few seconds they had contact felt like someone had their hands around my neck and was continuously squeezing life out of me. It killed me more not being able to hear the conversation between them.Aria left him and ascended the stairs, meeting me halfway. She didn't stop, but her pace drastically reduced when she got close to me and it was a staring contest for the few seconds we were beside each other.Everytime I looked into her eyes, I felt a desire that burned deep down. I felt my wolf struggling to grab her. It was a struggle between my internal and my external–my wolf wanting something my body couldn't give.“Hey there,” Logan expressed, finally able to see me descend the last set of stairs.“Do you want to tell me the actual reason you're here this

ARIA'S POV:“Are you excited?” Nicolle talking to me like it was the best day of my life made me sick in the stomach. I forced myself to see her innocence, since no one else knew that everything that was supposed to happen today was for show.“I would have been excited, if you were not waking me up at 7am to prepare for an event there until 5pm,” I grumbled.“We need all the hours we can get if you're going to be ready by 5pm,” Nicolle sounded pretty serious.“Why? Because I'm undergoing a full body surgery?” My questions were from nothing but a place of spite.“We'd begin the day at the designer's, trying to get your perfect body fitting for the base and we'd need to be there to pick the details.” Nicolle rolled out a long paper that made my heart skip. She didn't pick on sarcasm, she felt the need to explain my day.“From there, we'd head straight to the hairstylist to treat your hair and have it ready for the occasion and that is only ninety percent ready.” She proceeded, rolling t