All Chapters of Sold to the cursed Alpha: The seer: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Sabrina’s POVIan and I were already in the car. He sat in the front seat with the driver while I sat alone in the back.I rolled down the window and waved at the girls, who were huddled together, their faces wet with tears. Even Nanny Tessa was there, holding one of the younger maids who sobbed on her shoulder. She tried to be strong for everyone. A few staff from other sectors had come out too, just to see me off. I felt loved that this many people cared about me. But my heart betrayed me, my eyes unconsciously searching for one person. My chest tightened painfully when I didn’t see him.So this was really it.Just as I began to roll the glass back up, I saw him. Alpha Damon. For the briefest second, I saw him standing behind the door of the pack house, peeking at me. Before I could get a clearer look, he disappeared.I probably imagined it, I thought to myself, and scolded myself not to think about him.The car pulled away and we were on our way to Greenville Pack.My lips trembl

Sabrina's POVI hadn’t been feeling well ever since I saw Damon’s diary. The things he wrote, the way he bared his soul… it left a weight in my chest that I couldn’t shake. I tried keeping busy, burying myself in chores, cleaning every corner of the pack house, organizing the library again and again. Anything to keep my mind from wandering back to him. But the moment I allowed myself to rest, even for a second, my thoughts inevitably returned to Damon, and I had to find something to distract myself.All the while, someone was always checking up on me—Nanny Tessa, the girls, even the kitchen staff. Their eyes lingered too long sometimes, their worry obvious. And somehow, I had forgotten about Freddie—the boy who had been trying to win my favor for days now.He had first approached me two nights ago, at the left wing where my room was. He told me he’d been looking for me for a while and that he hadn’t seen me in days, growing worried. I told him I was fine, but he didn’t listen. He stay

Sabrina’s POVMy eyes widened the moment Ian’s words sank in. “What? When? How did you...where is he?” The questions tumbled out so quickly that I barely gave myself room to breathe.Ian laughed softly, shaking his head. “One question at a time, Sabrina,” he said, a teasing grin tugging at his lips.I folded my arms, tapping my foot impatiently. “Fine. When did you find out?”He glanced around, lowering his voice before motioning for me to come closer. I stepped forward, and he leaned in until I could feel his breath against my ear. “A few days ago,” he whispered. “But with Damon glued to your side every second of the day, I didn’t exactly have a window to tell you.”My heart leapt. I could hardly contain the rush of excitement that washed through me. Finally—a lead. After weeks of uncertainty, of not knowing whether Elder Walter was even alive, there was finally something to hold on to.“Where is he?” I asked again, gripping Ian’s arm.Ian’s eyes flicked around the training field. No

Sabrina’s POVI sat in the marble tub, the water lapping gently against my skin, stopping just at the high of my breasts. Jasmine petals floated around, some clinging lazily to my collarbones. I was grateful that the water covered my back, and even more grateful that the Luna handmaidens didn’t make any fuss or ask questions about the scars that decorated my back. They pretended it wasn’t there.“You must mean a lot to Alpha Damon,” Denia said, her hand massaging my scalp as she washed my hair. “I’m nothing but someone he bought,” I told her truthfully.I couldn’t see them, but I felt them glance at each other in confusion. I was just as confused as well. “We cannot question the alpha. Either way, we’re happy to be serving someone after years of forced solitude.” Denia smiled.My ears perked up. “You guys have been in the pack house since?” I questioned innocently. “I’ve never seen anyone dressed in such uniforms before.”Denia smiled. “We were born to serve the Luna,” she said li

Sabrina's POVThe five of us that were chosen were kept in an iron cage.I looked around. Everyone was already sleeping, but I couldn’t. With how the moon shone, I guessed it was about 2 a.m.In a few hours I’d be put up for auction, for those bloody Socialites to cast dibs like I was nothing but an object. To be used as a sex slave, a breeder, or in their sick orgy parties.I gritted my teeth, staring into the darkness. I’d rather bite my tongue and die than go through all that.I needed to think of a solution urgently. My thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of footsteps and shuffling of clothes.Who could it be at this odd hour? Everyone was supposed to be asleep by now. I then remembered the night-shift guards would be on patrol.Either way, I didn’t wait to find out. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep like the other four.Two guards were standing watch near the cage, their eyes heavy with sleep.“Kagar,” one of the guards greeted quickly, straightening.Kagar gave the