Sold to Bastard Alpha after My Divorce! novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Chapter 119

Aria’s POV

My hands started shaking before my brain caught up.

**ALPHA AFFAIRS SUMMARY**

The words blurred. Refocused. Blurred again.

I shot to my feet so fast my chair slammed into the desk behind me. The sound echoed across the quiet floor.

"Why?" My voice came out strangled. Barely human. "Why are you giving THIS to me?"

Director Black didn’t flinch. Didn’t react at all to my outburst. She just stood there with that impenetrable expression, watching me like I was a specimen under a microscope.

"The Alpha visited the company recently." Her voice was calm. Measured. Like she was discussing the weather. "He was impressed with the work you’d done. The organizational systems. The preparation for his inspection."

My heart stopped.

Then started again. Too fast. Way too fast.

"He... he was here?" The words tumbled out before I could stop them. "When? I didn’t—I wasn’t—"

"You’d already left for your family emergency." Director Black folded her hands in front of her. "But he saw your work. Reviewed your files. And he made a decision."

No.

No, no, no.

"What decision?" I could barely breathe. "What are you talking about?"

"He personally selected you." She said it like it was the most normal thing in the world. "Going forward, you’ll be handling all Alpha-related affairs. Scheduling. Correspondence. Document management. Everything that passes through this office regarding the Alpha will go through you first."

The floor tilted beneath my feet.

I grabbed the edge of my desk. Held on like it was the only thing keeping me upright.

Because it was.

"Does he—" My voice cracked. I swallowed hard. Tried again. "Does he already know who I am?"

The question hung in the air. Heavy. Terrifying.

Director Black’s eyebrow rose slightly. The first real expression I’d seen from her all morning.

"Know who you are?" She repeated the words slowly. Like she was testing them. "Ms. Moon, the Alpha doesn’t have time to memorize the names of every assistant in this building."

Relief crashed through me. Then panic. Then confusion. All tangled together in a mess I couldn’t untangle.

"But you said he selected me—"

"He selected your work." Director Black’s voice sharpened slightly. "He saw what you accomplished. The systems you implemented. The efficiency improvements." She paused. Let that sink in. "He doesn’t know your name. He doesn’t know your face. He simply knows that someone on this floor is competent enough to handle sensitive matters."

I stared at her.

She stared back.

"If you perform well in this role," she continued, "you’ll eventually have the opportunity to introduce yourself properly. To meet the Alpha in person. To advance your career in ways most wolves can only dream of."

Meet the Alpha in person.

The words echoed in my skull like a death sentence.

"I can’t." The refusal burst out of me. Desperate. Panicked. "Director Black, I appreciate the opportunity, but I really think someone else would be better suited—"

"This isn’t a request."

Her voice cut through my protest like a blade.

I stopped. Closed my mouth.

Director Black studied me for a long moment. Those sharp eyes missing nothing.

"Ms. Moon." Her tone shifted. Slightly softer. Almost curious. "Is there something I should know? Some reason you’re so reluctant to take on this assignment?"

Yes. A million reasons. A thousand reasons. Three years of reasons that I could never, ever explain.

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