บททั้งหมดของ Sold To The Wrong Lycan Heir: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Chapter 42 - With MeSelene’s PovI could hardly believe what I was hearing. The quiet presence who had been listening to me all this time someone I thought was distant and mysterious was none other than Lucian himself. My voice trembled as I whispered, “But… how? How could it be you?” I felt caught off guard, my heart pounding in my chest as if it wanted to escape my ribcage.Though Lucian’s lips moved to speak, the words that came out weren’t his usual deep, commanding voice. Instead, a calmer, softer tone drifted through the air almost ethereal in its warmth and grace. “Greetings, Selene,” the voice said, gentle and respectful. “It’s a true honor to finally meet you, beyond the bounds of what you once knew.” The words wrapped around me like a soothing balm, yet at the same time they stirred a strange unfamiliarity because they were unlike the sharp, no-nonsense Lucian I was used to.I blinked several times, struggling to process the voice I was hearing, and the unexpected kindness

Chapter 44 – OkaySelene’s POVI never expected to find myself summoned to the palace again...especially not so soon. A messenger appeared in the early afternoon, his tone clipped and unreadable as he delivered the message: “His Majesty would like a private word.” No details. No reason. Just an invitation that felt more like a demand.Lucian doesn’t seem pleased when I tell him. He offers to come along, but I shake my head and reassure him with a small smile. “I’ll be okay.”The palace feels colder this time, grander in a way that emphasizes how out of place I am. A guard escorts me down a corridor I’ve never walked before, then opens a set of heavy doors to what looks like a private lounge. King Frank is already there, seated beside a window, a half-empty crystal decanter of brandy at his elbow.He gestures to a seat opposite him without looking up. “Selene.”I sit quietly, my fingers twisting in my lap to hide their nervous trembling.“I won’t waste your time,” the King says finally

Chapter 46 – She's Gone Selene’s POVThe sky is bruised with the last blush of dusk, and the guest chamber is quiet save for the faint ticking of the antique clock on the wall. I sit in the bay window, curled into myself, forehead resting against the cold glass, watching as night gently lays its hand over the capital.From here, the palace looks like something out of a dream... its towers soft in the twilight, windows glowing gold with warm candlelight. It should bring comfort, but all I feel is dread hollowing me out from the inside.Everything had finally felt right.For a fragile, fleeting moment, it was as if the universe had offered me a taste of happiness... Lucian smiling at me, holding my hand, whispering my name like it meant something. Like I meant something.But now? It all feels like a cruel joke. As if the stars gave me everything just to tear it away.A knock at the door slices through the silence. Gentle. Controlled.I don't need to look.I already know.Isolde.The d

Chapter 48 – Sleep well, Father. Selene’s POVThe storm had been brewing for hours, but now it raged like a living beast. The rain fell in sheets so thick it blurred everything beyond a few feet, and the wind howled as if it mourned the dead. My fingers, clumsy and slick with rain, fumbled for the door handle of the car. A clawed hand had come so close... too close. My heart was still racing from the near miss.The door finally gave way, and I all but fell onto the muddy ground. The cold shocked me, but there was no time to feel it. My legs, weak and trembling, pushed me upright, and I ran. I ran like the devil himself was behind me... because he was.My cries for help were useless. The storm swallowed my voice. Thunder crashed so loud it shook the earth beneath my feet, and the wind’s roar tore the words from my lips. Each step was heavier than the last. The baby inside me felt like a fragile weight I was failing to protect. Without my wolf’s strength or speed, I was no match.A qui

Chapter 50 - A New BeginningSelene’s POVIt starts with a sharp, breath-stealing pain that coils low in my belly, so sudden it nearly brings me to my knees. I clutch my stomach, fingers trembling, heart thundering in my chest. The world seems to tilt for a moment, my vision blurring at the edges. I gasp, fighting to steady my breath. But there’s no mistaking it... this is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for, and dreading, all at once. The baby is coming.I glance around the shop in panic. My hands, my safe little world of herbs and tinctures, my sanctuary... it all feels so far away now. I’m alone. No pack healer, no family nearby. Just me.But then... kindness. Two regular customers... an older couple who’d stopped by for a salve... rush to my side. Their faces are etched with concern, their hands gentle as they guide me out of the shop. The man helps me into their truck while the woman grips my hand, murmuring soothing words I can barely hear over the roaring in my ears.The drive