Sold to Bastard Alpha after My Divorce! novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121: Chapter 121

Aria’s POV

The days blurred together.

Wake up. Get dressed. Go to work. Handle Alpha affairs. Deliver documents. Go home. Repeat.

Every single morning, I braced myself. Every single morning, I expected the worst.

Today would be the day. Today he’d show up. Today everything would fall apart.

But it never happened.

Monday came and went. Director Black handed me a stack of territorial dispute summaries. I organized them, delivered them to the empty CEO office, and left.

No Kael.

The office was still empty. The moonlight flowers were still there, fresh as ever.

Wednesday brought a flood of correspondence. Letters from allied packs. Requests for meetings. Trade negotiations. I sorted through all of it, drafted preliminary responses for approval, and made the delivery.

Empty. Again.

Someone else was taking the documents after I left them. Someone who actually interacted with him directly.

I started to relax. Just a little.

Maybe Cassius had been right. Maybe the Alpha really did avoid this place. Maybe he had better things to do than sit in an office all day.

Maybe I was actually safe.

The thought was almost too good to believe.

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Friday was more of the same.

Documents. Organization. Delivery.

The empty office. The silent desk. The moonlight flowers that never seemed to wilt.

I placed the council briefing on the desk at exactly 5:47 PM. Thirteen minutes ahead of the deadline. My best time yet.

The office was quiet. Peaceful, almost.

I let myself look around. Really look.

Nothing had changed since my first visit. The desk was still bare. The bookshelves still empty. Everything still pristine and untouched.

Except for the flowers.

My eyes lingered on them longer than they should have. Those delicate white petals. That soft, familiar scent.

Why moonlight flowers?

Why THESE flowers?

I shook my head. Forced myself to turn away.

Not my business. None of this was my business.

I walked out of the office. Closed the door behind me. Made my way to the elevator.

Tomorrow was Saturday. No work. No Alpha affairs. No documents to deliver. It’s one more day before Sophie left. The thought made my chest ache.

The walk home took twenty minutes.

My building appeared around the corner. Small. Old. The kind of place that looked better in twilight than in broad daylight.

I climbed the stairs to my floor. I reached my door. Paused with my key in hand.

Voices.

Coming from inside my apartment.

High-pitched. Joyful. Unmistakably my daughter.

"Again! Again!"

And Sophie’s voice, slightly out of breath: "Okay, okay! One more time! But then we’re taking a break because Auntie Sophie’s arms are about to fall off!"

More giggling. The sound of small feet thumping against the floor.

I smiled.

The tension in my shoulders melted away. The knots in my stomach loosened. For the first time all day, I felt like I could breathe.

I pushed open the door.

The living room was chaos.

Pillows everywhere. Blankets draped over furniture like makeshift tents. Lina’s toys scattered across every available surface.

And in the middle of it all, Sophie.

She had Lina lifted over her head, spinning in slow circles while my daughter shrieked with delight.

"Mommy!"

Sophie stopped spinning. Set Lina down carefully.

My daughter launched herself at me. A tiny missile of energy and enthusiasm.

"You’re home! You’re home! Auntie Sophie and I built a CASTLE!"

"I see that." I scooped her up. Held her tight. Breathed in that sweet baby shampoo smell. "It’s very impressive."

"It has a DUNGEON!" Lina pointed at something under the coffee table. "For the bad guys!"

"Every castle needs a dungeon."

"That’s what Auntie Sophie said!"

Sophie collapsed onto the couch. Dramatic. Exhausted.

"Your child," she announced, "is a MACHINE. Does she ever stop? Does she ever just... sit? Quietly? For like five minutes?"

"Not usually."

"I didn’t think so." Sophie threw an arm over her face. "I’m dead. Tell my family I loved them."

Lina wiggled out of my arms. Ran to Sophie. Climbed onto the couch.

"You’re not dead! You’re pretending!"

"I’m not pretending. I’m actually dying. Your energy killed me."

"No!" Lina bounced on the cushion beside her. "Get up! We have to finish the castle! The princess needs to be rescued!"

"The princess can rescue herself." Sophie peeked out from under her arm. "Princesses are very capable. They don’t need anyone’s help."

"But the DRAGON—"

"Dragons are misunderstood. Maybe the princess and the dragon are actually friends."

Lina’s face scrunched up. Processing this new information.

"Can they be friends?"

"They can be whatever they want." Sophie sat up. Pulled Lina onto her lap. "That’s the best thing about playing pretend. You make the rules."

I watched them. My daughter and my best friend. Two of the most important people in my world.

Something warm spread through my chest.

"Like a light." I collapsed beside her. "That kid has two modes: full speed and completely unconscious." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

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