Todos os capítulos de Sold To The Wrong Lycan Heir: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Chapter 2 – A drink, a Dress and a lieEven though my heart had been shredded just hours ago, I let Rhiannon dress me however the hell she pleased. I stood in front of the mirror, and for a second, I didn’t recognize the girl staring back at me.I looked like I belonged to someone else’s fairytale.The emerald-green dress clung to my body like it had been made just for me, the fabric kissing every curve and dip. I knew I was decent-looking, sure...but this? I looked like I’d just stepped off a damn runway."...and now for the final touch," Rhiannon said with a mischievous grin. “Perfume.”“I’ve got something,” I said quickly, digging into my bag for the bottle. It was my own creation...something I’d been working on for weeks at the perfume shop. The scent was inspired by something deep in my memory, a fragrance I couldn’t quite explain. My boss, Elias, must’ve sensed how important it was to me. He gave it to me as a birthday gift.“Smells divine,” Rhiannon said, misting it all over me

Selene’s POVI woke up to a stranger’s breath on my skin… and I panicked.One second I was tangled in sheets, my head pounding, body aching like I’d been hit by a freight train. The next, I realized I wasn’t alone. A man stood at the edge of the bed, barely clothed, eyes like glacial death locked onto me with terrifying calm.I screamed like my lungs might burst.But the man just stood there, unmoved. No reaction. No flinch. Just those soul-piercing eyes...icy and merciless...watching me like I was nothing more than a bug he hadn’t decided whether to crush or ignore.“Who the hell are you?!” I shouted, panic punching my chest.His expression didn’t change.It was only then that I noticed...my naked body tangled in the sheets, the mess around the room, his towel flung over the window rail like a forgotten sock. Rhiannon’s dress lay crumpled at the foot of the bed. My panties and bra? On the floor. The bed? Looked like a pack of wolves had torn through it.And this stranger...this man..

Chapter 6 – BingoRhiannon’s POVIt’s maddening. No matter how many times I replay the events in my mind, something still doesn’t add up.That aphrodisiac should’ve done its job. It wasn’t some cheap brew whipped up by a street vendor. I spent a fortune acquiring it, not to mention the connections I had to bribe and the danger I faced just getting it out of restricted hands. It was supposed to be foolproof... strong enough to bring even a high-ranking Alpha to his knees with lust.And yet… Selene walked away unscathed.I close my eyes, trying to recall every second of that morning. She looked like a mess... her clothes rumpled, her hair tangled, lips a little swollen... but it wasn’t the kind of mess I had planned for. There were faint marks on her neck, almost like bite marks or hickeys, but I can’t be sure. It’s like the night went wrong... but still... something happened.“If that overgrown brute hadn’t interfered,” I mutter under my breath, fingers curling into fists, “my plan wou

Chapter 8 - The Veil of LysaraLucian’s POV"Is that really all you're bringing?"I don’t mean for it to sound so sharp, but the frayed satchel in her lap looks like it’s one thread away from disintegrating. She holds it like it contains her entire life... because it probably does.Selene nods, cheeks pink. “I don’t own much.”Of course she doesn’t. That house, that family... they bled her dry and left her with nothing but silence and scars.“Get in,” I say, yanking open the passenger door.She slips in, wordless, spine straight like she's bracing for a blow. The satchel lands in the trunk with a sound so hollow it makes my jaw clench.As the car hums to life and we pull onto the winding road that’ll take us back to the capital, a strange quiet settles over us. Not awkward, exactly. Just dense. Heavy. Like breathing through wool. She keeps her eyes on the passing trees, but I feel her glancing at me, again and again, like she wants to say something but can’t quite let the words escape.

Chapter 10 – Lirien’s VowRhiannon’s POVThe nerve.I can feel my blood boiling as the guard hesitates before letting us through, as though we don’t belong here. As though she... Selene... does. I flash him a glare that could cut through steel. This delay, this insolence... it's all because of her. The thought alone makes my fists curl in frustration.When the guard finally steps aside and offers me a sleek bidding device, I barely register his explanation.“This will register your bid in increments of five thousand dollars... ”I snatch it from him without a word and wave him off, as if the sound of his voice offends me. My focus isn’t on him. It’s on her.A girl in red silk, all smiles and sweet posture, approaches with an offer to carry my purse. I allow it, barely acknowledging her as she leads Corwin and me down the aisle... straight to our seats.Directly behind Selene.My gaze narrows. Her back is perfectly straight, as if she’s someone important, someone entitled to be here. I