Todos os capítulos de Sold to the cursed Alpha: The seer: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Sabrina’s POVI sat stiffly on Alpha Damon’s lap, my entire body tense with awareness. His arm was wrapped snugly around my waist, holding me in place like I belonged there.I unintentionally held his thigh for balance. The position was so intimate, I didn’t know what to make of it.Whenever our bare skin touched, I felt a tingling sensation travel down my veins, almost making me release a shaky breath.He smelled so good. Like sandalwood and earth. I was drunk on the musky scent, trying my best to sniff in more without making it look obvious.He leaned over and picked up the box he came in with. It was filled with first-aid medicines and ointments.“Stay still,” he said, his voice low as he put ointment on a Q-tip.“Ow,” I flinched when the ointment came in contact with the open cut on my cheek.“Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice not quite the same this time.I couldn’t trust my voice to hold steady. “A little,” I murmured, my voice barely audible even to myself.It wasn’t a lie. Th

ORIGIN (Author’s POV) Amaria was furious. Her scream tore through the chamber, high and guttural, laced with a pain that had long passed the threshold of sanity. With a violent sweep of her arm, she sent the entire table crashing to the floor. Glass shattered. Candles toppled, spilling wax. Dried herbs scattered like ash, their scent lost under the fire of her rage. The coven members stood back, terrified, their gazes lowered, bodies trembling. No one dared to come nearer or stop her. Amaria’s chest heaved up and down, the fumes of her rage nowhere near dying down. After all these years, he still didn’t choose her? The pain of rejection was unbearable. She screamed until the birds outside her residence flew away. Then she sank to her knees, wheezing as it became unbearable to breathe. “How could he?” she kept repeating, tears falling down her face. Her subordinates grimaced at her. They were over it at this point. How could their leader be this distraught over a man? A werewolf

Sabrina’s POVI groggily stood up from bed, my head banging from the lack of sleep. Alpha Damon raided my dreams, waking me up countless times during the night.After a cold shower, I felt better.I got to the kitchen and was getting ready for my duties when one girl, Uriel, quickly blocked my path.I looked at her, confused.“Nanny Tessa has ordered that you do not set foot in the kitchen today. She gave you a day off.”“Huh?”“I’m just following orders,” Uriel said, pushing me out of the kitchen.I turned around, heading to the other kitchen to tell Nanny I was alright, but I halted in my tracks, deciding against it.I still felt sleepy and decided that I didn’t want to pass up the chance.I went back to my room and returned to sleep. This time Alpha Damon didn’t plague my dreams.I woke up again around noon, my body feeling better than it had in weeks.I got out of bed, not bothering to change out of my kitchen uniform since I was heading there anyway.Unfortunately, I met Urmi on

Sabrina’s POVI went deeper into the dungeon alone. Ian didn’t follow me, saying Alpha Damon’s wolf might get agitated seeing us together. That statement confused me, but I tucked it away in a corner of my mind, focusing instead on the growls and snarls echoing through the dungeon.Just as I stepped into the cell, I heard chains snapping. My blood ran cold when something darted past me, the force knocking me to the ground.I gasped, realization crashing down on me. The beast had broken the chains.By the moon goddess! Ian had told me those were the strongest chains in existence.In the next second, I saw his wolf in front of me. He blended seamlessly into the dark, his blue eyes the only giveaway that it was him.My mind screamed at me to move. Multiple voices inside urged me to get up. Danger stood right before me, yet my body went limp. I couldn’t lift a single bone in my body.“You have to live. Do you hear me, Sabrina?! Make sure you survive!” That voice echoed again in my head

Damon’s POVI was barely holding on, trying my best to keep my wolf from tearing through. Shackled with chains soaked in wolfsbane to dull his strength, I could barely breathe. My throat burned from the screaming, my insides felt scorched as the poison seeped into my veins, eating through flesh and bone like acid.It was excruciating but I held on. I was determined to keep him contained. It has worked for centuries.Until her scent hit us.My wolf surged aggressively. More determined. I had never felt anything like it. He overpowered me with ease, shattering the chains like they were threads. And then he ran to her.He responded to her more than he responded to the pull of the curse.The thirst for her scent eclipsed his thirst for blood.Was this what they meant when they said my mate would be my curse breaker?When the sun rose, the effect of the curse wore off, and control returned to me. I woke up with my head on Sabrina’s lap. She was asleep, curled awkwardly, almost protectively