All Chapters of Sold to the cursed Alpha: The seer: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Damon’s POVThe took was quiet when I entered. I instinctively looked towards the bed in search of Sabrina but she wasn’t there. I fretted for a moment only to look ahead and find her lying on the floor, fast asleep. Her hair spilled across her face, her lips slightly parted, and her body curled in on itself.I walked toward her slowly, careful not to disturb her. I didn’t pick her up right away. I crouched instead, letting my gaze rest on her features. Peaceful, soft… My hand moved on its own and I brushed my fingers across her cheek.Her skin was warm under my touch, smooth and delicate.She stirred, her face leaning unconsciously into my palm as if she were seeking it.Her lips moved, “A-Alpha Damon?” Her eyes fluttered open just enough to meet mine, hazy and unfocused.“Call me Damon,” I told her softly.Her lashes trembled, and she frowned slightly, pouting as she muttered, “No. You’ll cut my tongue off for the disrespect.”I couldn’t stop the smile that pulled at my lips. She

Damon’s POVNymeria’s warning wouldn’t leave my head. Even with the hum of the car filling the silence, her voice still rang in my ears. *Be watchful of her, Damon. Her wolf is slowly resurfacing. If I’m right, you’ve already encountered her without realizing.*It made me think of moments it would’ve been Sabrina’s wolf instead of her. I thought back to the first night we spent here, when she talked back to me without fear. She seemed different but I had brushed it off. Also the next morning, when she acted jealous when she saw me talking with Aurelia that morning. I should’ve known.I chuckled audibly as the memory re-emerged. So that was Sabrina’s wolf. Wild and untamed. I was eager for when next she’d decided to come out, the thiught thrilled me.Sabrina turned to me with a puzzled look once she heard me chuckle. She must’ve think I’ve gone senile.“How do you feel?” I cleared my throat and asked. My eyes lingered on her longer than they should.She held my gaze, and for a momen

Damon’s POVI stood in front of the window, smoke curling from the tobacco stick between my fingers. The burn steadied me, but it didn’t quiet the storm in my head. Just three days. Three days I was away, and in that time Amaria had killed twenty of my people. Twenty lives gone because of her sinister obsession. Twenty funerals, twenty grieving families, twenty questions directed at me…the Alpha who was supposed to protect them.I dragged another pull of smoke into my lungs, letting it sear down my throat before releasing it into the cold air. There was no doubt the witch responsible was Amaria.But how?I had only seen something like this once in my lifetime, and it was when I was still a teenager. When witches and wolves were sworn enemies. The Witches had dabbled in magic so dark, It ate them from inside as they destroyed us. In the end, a solution was found but everyone was deeply wounded. The witches and Werewolves were forced to make peace and tolerate each other since that da

Damon’s POVPity? If she knew the storms of emotions I fought because of her, she would never mistake it for pity.I kept my gaze steady on her, “If I pitied you, little mouse, I wouldn’t be in your bed.”She flinched at my words and pressed her lips together, her eyes gleaming. But it seemed my answer wasn’t clear enough, because she asked the same question again.“Thej do you see me as a woman?” She asked, her gaze on me hopeful.She had no idea. She had no idea who she was to me. She was more than a woman to me. She was mine, carved by the moon perfectly for me and only me. She was my other half I was too scared to accept.I didn’t answer her with words. Words couldn’t describe what I felt for her. Cupping the side of her cheeks, I leaned in closer to her, placing my lips on her. She went still at first, lips stiff with shock, but then she tilted her mouth uncertainly, trying to move with mine. She was inexperienced, I could tell instantly.I deepened the kiss, patient with her,

Sabrina’s POVI was in an exceptionally good mood this morning. Yes I was sad when I woke to not see Damon beside me, but the memories of last night came flooding in and I was elated again. Me and Alpha Damon kissing! I was almost certain he felt the same way like I did. I was in this mood until the moment I stepped into the kitchen. The mood instantly reminded me that we had lost one of us. I wasn’t as close to Polly as the other girls who have spent years with her, but I equally shared their pain. How could I forget her? How could I walk around smiling when she was gone?The guilt pressed down hard, dragging my mood along it. Instead of grieving properly, I had been acting on selfish desires, sneaking around with stolen moments in Damon’s arms, replaying the taste of his lips. My throat felt tight, and I blinked back the tears that threatened to fall.The kitchen was solemn, everyone quiet. Today was the day of the cleansing ritual. I truly wondered how the pack will move on from t