Sold To The Demon Alpha – Chapter 31

Aria’s POV

He looked every inch like an angry god, his hands in his pockets and hair packed this time with a ribbon.

The only thing that was probably light about him was his beautiful blue eyes, but the rest of him, it exuded the dark energy of someone that was used to telling people what to do.

could not and would never be tamed.

oma or the brooding stoic Roma.

said as politely as I could and tried to sit up but he shook his head and I remained where I was layin

at me in that intense way of his and when he folded his arms, I decided that I was not going to participate in this silen

st he could do if I broke the silence?

ment when I remembered the man he had killed in the most brutal way.

r murdering a mother and her children for the crime of being werewolves didn’t change the fact that he was capable of such cruelty.

hidden it from me either, but seeing him that way, I didn’t know what to make of it.

eemed to flutter every time he was in the room or everytime he touched my forehead when he thought I was asleep. Or when he looked at me just like he did now, even though his lips were turned do

o visit. He told me about Carmen and the twins.

e raised his eye

awkward asking any questions when I was lying down.

I remembered it.

le.

his chest? You can say it, Ajello. Or do you plan on

e even if I did run home, my father would beat me until I was black and blue right before sending me back to Roma to pay off his debts.

hen he had saved me from him did not seem impossible.

was more than capable of do

as foolish.”

food for the ferals?”

d red in embarrassme

her’s creditor, especially one that could probably turn into a werewolf and swallo

saw that his face had hardened and his gaze had darkened.

like it would be a good idea to ask any more questions. The wolf beast creature could not have been him right?

die when I saw that wolf. But I didn’t. Because you saved me. And brought me back and have treated me. K guess, what I’m trying to say is thank you. Thank you for saving me.”

ed cold.

ould I let someone that owed me that much do something as foolish as getting herself killed when she was ye

ad been slapped.

I think that he had come for

d not lose me?

een nice to me these few weeks that I was in the infirmary?

hia was right.

er’s life in your hands. I am sorry for causing you any inconveniences. I promise t

ut blinking and have no regard for your life. You are my property until you pay the last cent of what your father owes me and as such I except you to begin to behave responsibly. Is that clear?”

and bit my lip, afraid that I was going to cry if I spoke.

nd slammed the door.

I was heartbroken and I had no one to blame but myself.