Sold to the cursed Alpha: The seer のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Sabrina’s POVI was drenched, and so was the tiny cat curled up on my bed. I wondered why he was named Gill, but I kept the name anyway.I didn’t have any friends here. He didn’t have an owner. So I decided to keep him without the knowledge of anyone.After drying him off with one of the towels I rarely used, I ran a brush through his tangled fur. I made a mental note to give him a thorough bath.I had changed into dry clothes. An old sweater I found at the maid’s locker and the loose pants I usually slept in. My hair was still wet but I didn’t bother to dry it.Alpha Damon was no longer on my mind. I didn’t care what he did anymore. Whether he was mean to me or not. Whether he locked himself away in that cold room or let his cursed wolf roam free—I didn’t care. My life mattered more than whatever it was he was carrying around in that soul of his. I had spent too many nights thinking of him. No more.I was stroking Gill when a knock startled me out of my thoughts.I got up slowly and

Sabrina’s POVI stumbled into my room, locking the door behind me with a soft click before collapsing onto the bed. I didn’t bother to turn off the lights. My body trembled as I buried myself under the sheets, curling into the smallest possible version of myself, like I could disappear if I just folded enough times.I felt unimaginable pain.I didn’t know pain could feel like that. Physical, yes, I’d felt that all my life. But this was different. It came from somewhere deep inside, from the places I didn’t have names for. It was like being stabbed through the soul without bleeding. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t even cry properly anymore.I didn’t regret what I said to Alpha Damon. Not one word. I meant it. I was done trying to figure out what he wanted from me. My life was already a mess, shattered into too many pieces for someone like me to even attempt to put them back together. And now, these complicated, suffocating feelings had made it worse.I didn’t want to live anymore. I had

Damon’s POVI hadn’t seen Sabrina in two days now. Not that I was looking. My wolf was the one keeping watch, at least that’s what I told myself. Still, I found myself doing rounds I normally didn’t bother with.I went to the kitchen in the mornings. She was never there. I took walks through the gardens, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. She wasn’t there either.I didn’t want to call for her. I wanted it to be… per chance. I wanted to see her face when she finally bumps into me, after avoiding me. Or did she think she could do that forever? Tch.I didn’t feel disrespected by our last encounter. I was intrigued.So beneath all that timid front she put, there was a spine. Who would have thought… I wanted to see more of it.But the part where she had screamed she hated me… did she really mean it?It doesn’t matter. I don’t care if she hates me.Yet, I found myself lingering longer than necessary at the dining table. Everyone else had been dismissed, but I stayed, sipping water I didn’t n

Damon’s POVI walked behind Sabrina and the three staff assigned to help.She moved from one display rack to the next, fingers grazing the clothes, wondering which one to pick. Her head tilted as she examined each piece.She tried to appear casual, disinterested even, but I saw through it. Her eyes lit up when she found something she liked. As time went on, her tensed shoulder grew lax, and her steps grew lighter.She was enjoying this. More than she wanted me to know.Let’s see if she still hates me after this, I thought.She said it so fiercely, like she meant it with every part of her being. It bothered me more than I gave it credit for.When she finished picking out her clothes, the staff began ringing up the items. Bag after bag piled up at the counter, and yet when I glanced at the payment terminal, my jaw ticked.She hadn’t even used half of the credit.I frowned. “You didn’t spend half.”Sabrina looked startled. Her gaze dropped to the mountain of bags already on the floor. “B

Sabrina’s POVIt wasn’t hard settling into my new room. That day, it was already prepared before I got back from the mall or even school. Clean sheets, soft lighting, a tidy bed that didn’t creak, and a little desk by the window where morning light streamed in. The air was perfumed, lavender, perhaps. It didn’t smell of dust or mildew or cold metal—like my former room.It smelled like home.I still hadn’t seen Damon since that day. He was out on a business trip, and I was grateful. My room was in the servant quarters, but it didn’t feel like it. It was the only single room in the wing, and because of that, the others treated it like a novelty. It became the new hangout spot when we weren’t doing anything. And the girls will stay in my room all day, gossiping and talking about things that made me roll my eyes till it was at the back of my head.“You’re definitely Alpha Damon’s favorite,” “How did you make Alpha Damon give you your own space?”“Did you and Alpha Damkn sleep together?