Sold To The Demon Alpha – Chapter 22

Aria’s POV

“Welcome back, Ari!” Sophia squealed when I entered the kitchen and pulled me into a hug.

I smiled even though my eyes were weary from not having enough sleep because I had missed her company.

ed around and saw the other maids mur

tchen into the hallway.

etic smile on her face.

more than that.

cary red eyes that had starred in this latest

from the infirmary drawing a picture for Scian and a portrait of Roma that I planned to give to him today.

w it was a terrible idea to have a crush on a man that could snap my neck in one move.

hate humans.

to the infirmary. You’re such a lucky b***h, do you know that?”

safe to be in Roma’s arms and how he had gotten angry at the fact that I was hurt again. He had saved me and I was yet to thank him properly for it.

nowing smile and patted my shoulder.

wkward as hell, okay?”

Alpha’s office.

ed beside her as she waited to carry the tray from the head cook and she sm

n, I walked beside her, my heart in my throat with excitement.

earnest as I calculated the chances that she would agree to it in my mind.

itedly.

though I wasn’t with his drawing now, I could use this as an opportunity to ask him when I could return

his was a

d, turning to look at me.

she had wanted one of my earrings when I had first come to the pack.

ray towards me and tucked my hair behind my ear.

sappeared down a turn.

wondered if I looked presen

ad seen him, he had left the room so quickly, I had wondere

ue eyes had turned a shade darker as he stared at me before leaving abruptly and I wondered whether he could see right through me. To the truth that I had developed a cr

t I was almost at Roma’s office when Salem stopped in

t.

” She asked

ered and the way her eyed brightened, it made my stomach tighten nervously.

ffice, miss.” I answer

n a pony tail that brought a face that I didn’t like right now for what she was doing.

d, feeling defeated for missing my chance to see Roma.

to continue the rest of my duties, I wiped my eyes and fought the urge to cry.

bably for the best that I could not see him in t

rmary.

oked so overjoyed at the drawing I had made.

ngs.

not the best idea after what had happened the last time with me a

bably the most quiet place in the whole castle.

the most

wished myself luck and hoped nobody saw as I looked left and right before sneaking past the large doors that led to the West wring.

he wasn’t here.

him on his way out.

d in another room down the hallway.

or where the screams had come from.

nd opened the door.