Abandoned Wife Lucian Novels & Stories

Chapter 4 Hope I was married to the Lycan King. Everyone started to stand up from their seats to leave the wedding scene. I looked around me, searching for my parents but I found them nowhere among the dispersing crowd. My throat felt dry. Were they going to leave me all alone? I looked at the Lycan King—my husband—and he bore no expression on his beautiful face. He gripped my wrist once again as he started to yank me away from the scene. I tried to free myself, tugging my hand away from his grip.

“ you look like you could use some company “ Lucian spoke , a teasing edge to his voice. Evelyn barely looked up ,her mind elsewhere. “ I’m fine , thanks “ “ oh really ? “ He smirked , a teasing smile on his face. “ i just thought you might want to know where your husband has been spending his time with …… my wife and his …… his ex wife “ Evelyn’s head snapped up , anger flashing in her eyes. “ what are you talking about ? “ Lucian shrugged his shoulder , his tone casual but his eyes sharp. “ I mean , if you really want to see for yourself. I can take you to him “

Lucian said, using a command tone at the end. “I only came here to give you a sweet memory that would carry you throughout the horrible and terrifying memories coming to you but since you ain't acting so nice I am going to leave you with your unfortunate fate," she said speaking in parables. “I have everything I need to have beautiful memories each day of my life." Lucian said, referring to his wife, Anna. “The very thing you love most in this world would be the very thing that causes you this disastrous fate. The one you love the most would bring about your end," she said, giving out a devilish smile and for the first time Lucian didn't find her pretty.

##Chapter 116 Author's POV Happy Ending. “Honey? I'm home!” Lucian entered the bedroom, looking for his wife, but he heard no response. “Where's my wife?!” He went to the living room, summoning the maids. “We have no idea, sir,” they claimed. “What?! How could she leave the house right now, and none of you notice?!” He roared, running his finger through his hair as he dialed her number.

“Oh wait, sorry, husband. I would have you know I’d rather he be dead so whatever it is, I’m not helping so you can go sashay your way back to whoever sent you and we’d pretend this never happened.” Clara couldn’t help but flinch in her spot under the desk which seemed to be getting hotter and hotter by the minute. Maybe it was the fact that she was a little scared of this side of Lucian or the fact that his butt was directly above her head. Who knew? Celeste felt her insides twist at the acid in his voice as he all but spat the word husband. She held her ground, wanted to, but the sinister laugh that followed him as he rose up from the desk made her wish she ran out the door the minute he d

He was ready to flee at my command. "We killed the Lycan King, Lucas. We need to run," he urged. "He was trying to kill my wife and your mate," I countered. "If your mate dies, so do you. I was just trying to save us both." "Try telling that to the mourning Prince over there," my wolf glanced at Lucian. "Think he'll forgive you for killing his father?" Lucian was cradling his father's lifeless body, a complete wreck. I had never seen eye to eye with him, but seeing him like this was unsettling – especially now that he was effectively my father-in-law.

"Your wife? What the fuck?" Jasper snapped and immediately turned towards Lucian. "Yeah, we married each other yesterday," Lucian proudly boasted. As Lucian did that, Nina tried to hide herself behind Jasper due to fear and both the brothers noticed that. Lucian immediately held Nina's hands and pulled her to face him. She hissed in pain as his grip was way too tight. "You woman, what are you doing behind his back? You shouldn't be touching another man now that you are my wife. But you, you spent the entire night in another man's room, what kind of woman you are?" Lucian spat.

Liliana walks towards her and rests her head on his chest with a soft sob. " I was too scared. What if we lost our baby? She is suffering because of us. I shouldn't have gone to that bar and met you. Now she is getting hurt because of our mistake!" " She isn't a mistake. Don't use such a stupid word." He roars coldly, pushing Liliana away. " What should I say then? I didn't know you were an heir. Now you have a wife. On top of that, you are planning to abandon us!"

"Since you're here, why not join us for dinner?" Seeing Jacob by my side, speaking as if he owned me, Lucian's fury boiled over. He jabbed a finger at Jacob's face and shouted, "Why are you still clinging to my wife?" Jacob gave a faint smile. "If I'm not mistaken, you two are divorced. So, why call her your wife?" "You!" Lucian grabbed Jacob's collar, but Jacob's height forced him to stand on tiptoe. "That's enough," I snapped. Lucian let go, and Jacob stepped back.

Her chest rose and fell with the weight of her defiance. Lucian froze. For the briefest second, pain flickered across his face, so fast she almost doubted it was real. Then his expression hardened again, cruel and cold. “You’re my wife,” he said tightly. “Mine. Whether you like it or not.” Her throat burned, but she lifted her chin. “A wife on paper. That’s all you wanted, isn’t it?” His silence cut deeper than any answer. Without another word, Lucian turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing against the marble.