Todos los capítulos de The Lycan's Gold Digger Wife : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Lacy's POV "Shhh, don't try to make a sound, or I'll snap your neck." He whispers into my ear as he drags me away. I don't make any sound and go limp in his hands. He drags me over to a small room on the other side of the centre. It looks like a janitor's closet, and he pushes me against the wall with his hand to my throat, choking me."You're not a werewolf. I can smell you." He looks at me, confused, and then turns his head to the side. "What are you? A vampire, a witch? Huh, tell me!" I don't say anything, and he squeezes tighter. I cough, trying to mouth words to him, but his scrunched-up face tells me he can't make it out. He releases me and nods at me for me to speak."I'm human." He looks surprised, and his mouth forms an O before his face goes neutral, and he steps back. I look at him, confused, and he notices me. He shrugs with his good arm and slides to the floor."My wife was human. I can't hurt you. You're weak. It'll be like killing a defenceless soldier. I also p

Lacy's POV "That was my idea." Brent raises a brow at me, "I would need more than that to understand the situation, Missy." I groan, "I was looking for you, okay? I thought I'd check the training grounds since that's your usual place, but you weren't there. Vincent was."He nods and frowns."He saw me, asked me why I was there, and then I noticed how poor your fighters are compared to the rouges we met. No offense.""None taken." He smiles at me."All I did was give a little pointer here and there, and Vincent to my ideas. They trained for a week, and I suggested we test the fighters with rouges." "I would have ruffled your head if you didn't have a big ass bandage on it. You're really smart." Brent raises his hand for a fist bump, and just as we bump fists, Vincent walks in. "What the fuck, man? She doesn't want you here." Brent is quick to stand up and block Vincent from me."Leave him, Brent. He's here for something important, I guess." Brent huffs and steps aside, taking a s

Lacy's POV It's been three days since I got discharged from the hospital. Every morning when I wake up, I am greeted with numerous gifts. I can tell who it is, but I don't want to even talk to him.Although I have to tell him about what Celeste said, in those three days, Brent and Maria have been visiting. Maria asked Vincent to appoint her as my maid officially, and she was overjoyed when he did.Unfortunately, she was isolated by the other maids, except for her friend from the other day, who sometimes helps her clear out my gifts or takes some when I tell them it's too much and they can pick for themselves.Maria says that she doesn't care, though, and remains as bubbly as ever. I have tried to bring up her father sometimes, but it seems that she isn't ready to tell me."I'm here with your breakfast, Luna." Maria barges in. She doesn't bother to knock anymore, and I shake my head as I smile. I'm in bed with a book on my lap. Maria had earlier come in to change my bandage and clean

Lacy's POV "He wants to move in," I say as I suck one of the crab legs. "Why the hell would he want to do that? Shouldn't he be moving a thousand miles away from you instead?" I choke on the meat as I laugh at what Brent just said."What's funny?" He frowns"Why should he have to move a thousand miles away from me?" I ask, still laughing."Because, Lacy, if you can't remember it, maybe hurting your head has made you lose your memory; he has injured you too many times to count. Unknowingly, yes, but how many times would it be when you're together?" I understand where he's coming from, but I don't have a say in this. I did tell him not to move in, but he just ignored me.The maids don't pay any mind to us, and they keep moving his loads in."Brent. I had already–"Two maids are dragging something, and that's when I finally get up."Hell no. Why the fuck are they bringing a treadmill in here?" Brent chuckles at my reaction, but I can't seem to find what's funny. This isn't his gym,

Lacy's POV I spoke too soon.I wake up on Vincent's chest with his hand on the lower part of my back. I try to move, but he holds me tighter."Stay." He breathes into my ear, and for some reason, I listen to him.We stay like that for a while until my bandage starts to come off. "I need to get up, Vincent."He sighs and loosens his hand, allowing me to slide off the bed. He still lies in bed while I go off to the bathroom to change my bandage. I am struggling with rolling the gauze. Maria is usually the one to help me.The door opens, and Vincent strolls in."Can I help?" I flinch a little when his hand rests on my shoulder, but if he feels it, he doesn't comment on it."So, can I?" He looks so excited to help me, so I hand over the bandage to him.His hand runs through my hair, smoothing out the locks.The action makes me close my eyes and sigh. He applies the ointment on my forehead, where there is a huge gash, and begins to wrap the gauze around it.I feel sleepy again. His ha