Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold To The Wrong Lycan Heir: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Chapter 51 – New NeighbourSelene’s POVThe warm afternoon sunlight filters through the stained glass windows of my little shop, casting gentle patterns of amber and ruby across the worn wooden floors. The familiar scent of herbs and polished wood fills the air, mingling with the faint trace of lavender I use to keep the place welcoming. I pause, savoring the quiet hum of the day... the soft rustle of the breeze outside, the creak of the rocking chair in the corner... and for just a moment, I allow myself to breathe.Right on cue, the bell above the door jingles, its sound as familiar as my own heartbeat by now. And there he is... Mr. Jones. As dependable as sunrise, as unchanging as the mountains that frame this village.He ambles inside, the boards creaking beneath his weight, his steps slow but sure. His bald head gleams under the sun’s kiss, and though the years have softened his once-broad frame, there’s still something sturdy in his stance. He smells of earth, pipe tobacco, and

Chapter 53 - You must be my daddySelene’s POVFor the briefest, most fragile moment, the world seemed to go still. The soft rustling of the trees, the distant hum of voices from the village square, even the gentle sigh of the breeze through the window... all of it faded into a hush as Aria’s small, hopeful voice filled the space between us.“Are you my daddy?” she asked, the words tumbling from her lips with innocent certainty. “Will you come to my Family Day at school?”My heart lurched in my chest, a painful twist of love and fear and helplessness all tangled together. I had dreaded this. Dreaded the day when the longing I saw in her eyes would find its voice. I had rehearsed a hundred gentle ways to deflect the question, to protect her, to shield her from disappointment. But now that the moment had come, I found myself speechless, caught between the aching honesty of her gaze and the stunned silence that fell over Lucian.His brows drew together in a deep furrow, confusion cloudin

Chapter 55 - Not Friends Selene’s POVThe afternoon sun bathed the school grounds in a soft golden light, the kind that made everything feel gentler, warmer. The breeze carried the faint scent of fallen leaves and something sweet from the treat stalls scattered around. The laughter of children echoed through the air, blending with the chatter of parents and the cheerful music drifting from a small band near the entrance. Colorful streamers fluttered between the trees, casting rippling shadows that danced across the grass.It was Family Day at the school, and for once, the world felt peaceful.Aria skipped ahead of us, her curls bouncing, her tiny hand wrapped tightly around the string of a red balloon Lucian had won for her earlier. Her face was flushed with excitement, cheeks rosy, eyes sparkling with joy. I couldn’t stop watching her... this little miracle that had brought light back into my life.Beside me, Lucian walked easily, his long strides relaxed, as though he belonged here

Chapter 57 - A Glow of HopeSelene’s POVSometimes there’s no time for doubt. No time for fear. When the people you care about stand on the edge of ruin, instinct takes over... and in that moment, mine did.My hands trembled, but I forced them steady. Focus, Selene. You know what to do. I spun toward the small gathering around us, my voice rising above the growing murmur of the crowd.“Does anyone have paper? Something... anything... to write on? And a pencil?” My words tumbled out in a rush, the urgency clear in my tone.For a second, no one moved. Then Mr. Jones, with hands still shaking from the ordeal, fumbled in his coat pocket and produced a worn notepad and a stubby pencil, its eraser chewed nearly to nothing.“Here, child. Here.” His voice was hoarse with worry.I took them without hesitation, sinking to my knees, scribbling furiously. My mind raced faster than my hand could follow. I listed everything... every herb, every mineral, every rare bloom I’d ever worked with that mi

Chapter 59 - Sleepless StepsSelene’s POVDarian barely spared Lucian a nod, his attention snapping to me like he couldn’t contain the words bubbling on his tongue. His eyes sparkled with anticipation, and his grin was wide enough to match it.“Selene, tell me something... have you ever been to a real banquet? One of those grand ones, with music and dancing and feasts?” His voice was warm, coaxing, almost playful.I hesitated, caught off guard. The question tugged at old memories... Lucian, the auction, the intensity of that night. But with his memory fractured, did that even count? I swallowed, smoothing my expression. “No,” I said quietly, my tone not even close to his enthusiasm.Darian’s face lit up like a child with a secret gift. He clapped his hands together, the sound sharp in the still air. “Well then! That’s about to change. You, Aria... both of you are invited to the Nightborne pack’s banquet. Masquerade style!” He paused, savoring the moment before adding, “It’s later this