Sold To The Demon Alpha
Chapter 29

Aria’s POV

The first thing I realized when I tried to open my eyes was how badly my head ached. And it was closely followed by the rest of my body.

Where was I?

Was I alive?

Was this the afterlife?

My thoughts quickly felt foolish when I slowly peeked around the room from beneath my lashes, my head hurting too much for me to fully open my eyes and realized that I was in a room that looked really similar to the one I had stayed in the last time I was in the pack’s infirmary.

Was I back in the pack?

How had they found me?

My question was answered when I looked to my left to replace the last person I ever expected to be here, sitting on a chair that was resting against the wall, his eyes closed as he rested his head against the wall and folded his arms.

Roma Ruggiero. The principal reason that I had run away.

But how was that possible?

The last thing I remembered was a big black wolf that looked two times bigger than Raphael’s wolf with red eyes coming to eat me after slaughtering the ferals like they were nothing but paper to be torn to shreds.

Had Roma saved me from the beast? And where was that creature now?

My eyes focused on Roma as he looked so peaceful and years younger as his chest rose and fell where he slept.

He looked nothing like the man that I had seen in that room. He looked so gentle and incapable of harming any one.

But why was he here? Was he trying to make sure I didn’t run away again before he had the opportunity to punish me?

Was he here to rip out my heart too?

I had so many questions but I feared that Roma might be the worst person to ask. Scian would have been a much welcome sight even though my heart fluttered to see Roma sitting beside me.

As if summoned, his eyes flew open and I shut my eyes immediately, afraid to face him and pretended to still be asleep.

My body froze when I felt him approach the bed and I waited in horror, not wanting to open my eyes and give myself away. What was he doing? Why was he just standing there?

And then he did the last thing I expected.

He placed the back of his hand against my forehead gently and heaved a sigh of relief as he softly caressed my cheek like I was a baby before he moved away.

“Thank f**k. Your fever’s down. I should inform Scian. But I don’t want to leave you alone here. Perhaps I’ll wait until she comes.”

I didn’t realize how much I had missed the deep velvety sound of his slightly accented voice. I didn’t even believe the warmth that I heard in those words.

He sounded like he was genuinely worried about me. Why was that?

I couldn’t believe it.

The door opened and I waited to hear the other person speak since I didn’t want to open my eyes.

“Oh, here you are. Her fever has gone down. Will you check to confirm?”

“Of course. Good morning my Lord.” The voice was Scian’s and my body relaxed even though I remembered shamefully how I had suspected her to be a part of Roma’s murder plot.

Touching my head and arms, Scian released my hand gently back to the bed.

“You’re right. She is no longer feverish. However, we must continue her drugs and clean her wounds. And then wait for her to wake up.”

“I could help you with that. Let me know what you need, Scian.”

Were pigs flying somewhere? Or was I dreaming?

Because why did Roma sound like he could not let me die?

This was too confusing.

One minute in my mind, he was a cold-blooded murderer and the next he was saying things like this. Like he actually cared about me. Like he didn’t mind that I was human.

“You’ve already done enough, washing her limbs and head and body with cold water all night so that her fever would come down. Have you even slept?”

“I don’t need sleep as much as everyone else does. You know that.”

I had to force myself to peek at the two of them to be sure that I had not imagined it was Roma there and not someone else.

It was indeed him but this time he was backing me and Scian was the one facing me. She saw my eyes open and when I shook my head immediately, she understood what I was asking for.

I was not yet ready to face Roma.

“Well, as your doctor, I will have to chase you out of here now. Go and get some rest.”

“But…”

“No buts, or you won’t be allowed to see her when you return. Worse, I’ll have you confined to bed and force a needle into your body.”

After arguing for about ten minutes, Roma finally relented and as he turned to face me, I shut my eyes again, praying that he did not notice how my heart was beating erratically in my chest.

Even with my eyes closed, I felt his eyes on me for a moment before the door closed.

“You can open your eyes now, Aria.” Scian said and when I did, she gave me a warm smile that made my eyes water as I remembered how I had felt so alone in the woods last night and tears slid down my face.

Coming to sit beside me, she shook her head.

“Oh, don’t cry sweet girl. It’s alright.”

I tried to sit up but she shook her head.

“Don’t move. You have cracked ribs and a ton of other injuries. Bed rest is mandatory.”

Nodding, I cleared my throat.

“So, how did I get here?”

“You mean after you ran away without telling a soul where you were going, and letting everyone be worried about you?”

Now that she said it like that, I felt guilty for escaping.

“Well, after what I saw, I needed to leave. And don’t tell me to accept it because he is your Alpha. Do you know what he did?” I whispered the last part, unable to say it out.

“Yes, I know what he did.”

“And? Do you approve?”

Scian took her hands in mine.

“It doesn’t matter whether I approve or not but let me tell you something that Roma will never tell you because he doesn’t care how people perceive him even though I have warned him that such behaviour was dangerous.”

“What is it?”

“The man that was killed. He was a werewolf hunter. And before he was caught, he had killed Carmen. And her twin boys.”

My eyes widened in horror. Carmen was popular in the pack because of her delicious cakes and even though I had never spoken to her, I had eaten enough of her cakes thanks to Sophia.

My mouth fell open in shock and Scian nodded.

“Whether or not I support Roma’s methods, I do agree that the man deserved the worst kind of punishment. Sometimes, Aria, whether or not we want to judge things, we must not stop at the first page. We must flip and get the entire story.”