Sold to Bastard Alpha after My Divorce! novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59: Chapter 59

Kael’s POV

I couldn’t sleep.

Couldn’t eat. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t do anything except lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling like a pathetic idiot.

The mansion was quiet. Too quiet. Every creak of the old wood made me jump. Every shadow reminded me of silver eyes and moonflower scent.

I rolled onto my side. Then onto my back. Then onto my stomach.

Nothing helped.

*You’re being ridiculous,* Fenrir muttered.

"Shut up."

*You admitted it yesterday. You said the words. Why are you still fighting?*

Because saying it and accepting it were two different things.

I pressed my palms against my eyes. Hard enough to see stars.

The therapist’s words kept echoing in my skull.

*You’re just in love with her.*

Love.

What a stupid word.

What did I even know about love? My father’s version was violence and control. My mother’s version was submission and tears. Rebecca’s version was manipulation and jealousy.

Was that what I was feeling? Was this twisted, aching need in my chest supposed to be love?

It felt more like torture.

I grabbed my phone from the nightstand. The screen lit up. Still open to that photo.

Aria. Asleep. Beautiful.

My chest constricted.

The things I’d said to her. The way I’d treated her. Paying her like she was nothing. Telling her we could never be together.

God, I was such a bastard.

She’d looked at me with those silver eyes. Filled with pain. Filled with hope she was trying desperately to hide.

And I’d crushed it.

Again.

I threw the phone across the room. It hit the wall with a satisfying crack.

Probably broke the screen. Didn’t care.

The afternoon sun slanted through my windows. I’d been lying here for hours. Maybe days. Time had lost all meaning.

This was insane.

I was the Alpha heir. I had responsibilities. Meetings. Duties. A whole pack depending on me to be strong.

And I couldn’t even get out of bed.

*Go to her,* Fenrir said. *Stop being a coward.*

"I can’t."

*Why not?*

"Because I don’t know what to say!" The words exploded out of me. "What am I supposed to do? Show up at her door and say ’Sorry I treated you like garbage, but I think I might be in love with you’?"

*Yes. Exactly that.*

"That’s ridiculous."

*What’s ridiculous is lying here feeling sorry for yourself when your mate is out there thinking you don’t want her.*

I sat up. Ran my fingers through my hair.

He was right.

Damn him, he was right.

But every time I thought about facing her, my mind went blank. What if she rejected me? What if she’d already moved on? What if I’d destroyed any chance we had?

The fear was paralyzing.

I’d never been afraid of anything. Not fights. Not challenges. Not even my father’s rage.

But the thought of Aria looking at me with hatred in her eyes? That terrified me.

I needed to get out of this room.

These walls were suffocating. The silence was deafening. If I stayed here any longer, I’d lose my mind completely.

I forced myself to my feet. Grabbed the first clothes I could find. Didn’t bother checking if they matched.

Fresh air. That’s what I needed. Just some fresh air and maybe the chaos in my head would settle.

Yeah, right.

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The streets of Meridian Territory were busy this time of day.

I walked without direction. Hands in my pockets. Head down. Trying to blend into the crowd.

It didn’t work.

People recognized me. Stepped aside. Whispered behind their hands. The Alpha heir wandering the streets alone. That was gossip gold.

I ignored them.

My feet carried me through neighborhoods I rarely visited. Past shops and restaurants and all the places normal wolves went about their normal lives.

Normal.

What would that feel like?

I turned a corner. Then another.

And then I saw her.

My heart stopped.

Aria.

She stood near a school. The afternoon light caught her silver-grey hair. Made it glow like something ethereal.

She was wearing that dress. The navy one. The one I’d bought her. The one she’d altered to fit her body perfectly.

She looked beautiful.

She looked exhausted.

Dark circles under her eyes. Pale skin. She’d lost weight since I last saw her. Too much weight.

What had happened to her?

Then I noticed who she was with.

Finn.

My blood turned to ice. Then fire.

What the hell was she doing with him? After everything? After I’d saved her from him twice? She’d gone running back to her ex-husband?

Rage exploded in my chest. Hot. Blinding.

*Calm down,* Fenrir growled. *Look at her face. She’s not happy to see him.*

I forced myself to really look.

He was right.

Aria’s posture was defensive. Her arms crossed. Her jaw tight. She wasn’t having a friendly reunion. She was facing an enemy.

Relief washed over me. Quickly replaced by something darker.

What did that bastard want with her?

That’s my girl. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

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