Sold to Bastard Alpha after My Divorce! novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Chapter 114

Aria’s POV

I couldn’t breathe.

The roar of the crowd crashed over me like a tidal wave. Thousands of wolves screaming his name. Chanting. Worshipping.

*KAEL! KAEL! KAEL!*

And there he was.

Walking into that cage like he owned the entire world. Like nothing and no one could ever touch him.

Three years.

Three years since I’d seen that face. Those shoulders. That way he moved—predatory, confident, completely in control.

He looked... different.

Not worse. God, definitely not worse.

Better.

The playful arrogance I remembered was gone. Replaced by something harder. More powerful. The body I’d once known was bigger now. More muscular. More dangerous.

He’d grown into his power.

And I’d been struggling to survive.

"ARIA!"

Sophie’s voice cut through the fog in my brain. Her hand grabbed my arm. Shook me hard.

"Aria! Hey! ARIA!"

I couldn’t respond. Couldn’t move. My eyes were locked on the cage. On him.

He was fighting now. Some massive wolf who thought he stood a chance. Kael dodged. Weaved. Struck with precision that was almost beautiful.

*Almost.*

"ARIA!" Sophie yanked me around to face her. Her silver mask glinted in the arena lights. "Is that—is that HIM? The Alpha Kael? YOUR Kael??"

I lowered my head. Nodded once.

"Oh my GOD." Sophie’s voice cracked. "Aria, I’m so sorry. I had no idea. I didn’t know—I never would have—oh GOD, I’m such an IDIOT."

The crowd roared again. Someone must have gone down.

I didn’t look. Couldn’t look.

"We’re leaving." Sophie’s arm wrapped around my shoulders. Firm. Protective. "Right now. We’re getting out of here."

She started pushing through the crowd. Pulling me along.

I kept my head down. Eyes fixed on the concrete floor. On my own feet moving one after the other.

Don’t look.

Don’t look.

*Don’t look.*

But at the last second—right before we reached the exit—I looked.

Just one glance. One quick peek over my shoulder.

He was standing in the center of the cage. Arm raised in victory. The other fighter crumpled at his feet. Blood on his knuckles. Sweat gleaming on his skin.

And his face...

Still devastatingly handsome. Those black-gold eyes I used to drown in. That jaw I used to trace with my fingertips. Those lips that had kissed me like I was the only woman in the world.

For one insane second, our eyes almost met.

I turned away. Fled.

"Ma’am! Ma’am, wait!"

Someone grabbed Sophie’s arm near the exit. One of the staff members. Young guy with too much gel in his hair.

"Are you sure you want to leave now?" His eyes were wide. Desperate. "The Alpha’s performance is once in a lifetime! Everyone’s going crazy! You might never get another chance to—"

"We’re leaving." Sophie’s voice was steel. "Move."

"But—"

"I said MOVE."

She shoved past him. Pulled me through the door. Into the cool night air.

The noise cut off behind us. Like stepping from one world into another.

Silence.

Just the distant hum of traffic. The whisper of wind. My own ragged breathing.

"Aria." Sophie stopped walking. Turned to face me. "Aria, look at me."

I looked up.

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