Arcana Lucio Novels & Stories

it was Lucio who called out to me. Lucio is my childhood friend, we had been friends and we would stay friends all our life. Lucio was a tall, light-skinned, tough looking man. Who had several battle scars on his face. He was also my beta. “What is it, Lucio? You'd better not irritate me this morning. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I have a splitting headache, gosh.” I said grinning hard. I placed my right hand on my head gently to calm it down.

I said, feeling like a total prick for making a grown man cry. "This is Cass’s other father," the man said. "My name is Alejandro—no, wait, I’m Lucia—no, sorry." (The user list says Sarah/Lucia is the mother, but the prompt says everything female to male. So Lucia/Lucio). "This is Lucio. How is he?" "He’s asleep on my couch. Before that, he was totally catatonic. Eyes open, but nobody was home." "Does he look physically harmed? Did that bastard strike him? Does he need a healer?"

Lucio just arrived and saw the two leaving. He was out of the mansion and was taking his stroll at the backyard when he heard the news that Leon's made an uproar inside the mansion. "Forget our agreement, we will never accept you as business partner." Mr. Gu said while getting out of the living room. "W-what do you mean? Was there something wrong? What did my niece do this time?" Lucio panicked. He can't lost this big fish that will soon help him to recover his business that soon to be bankrupted. He needs them, that's why he came here and tried to pressure his brother's son. But everything will be wasted just like that?!

He replied "I don't get you Lucio, relax and explain your reasons." I said taking a long drag from the cigarette "This is a trap Lena, all this charade was all planned to lure you here so that you can be assasinated." He explained taking the bottle of whiskey from my hand as he gulped a large content down "Lucio I never knew that one of your many talents is cracking jokes because you are so funny." I rasped taking the bottle back from him "Lena this is a trap, I am serious, we need to leave Brazil now, your life is in grave danger as we speak." Lucio said

“Shall we?” Lucia smirked at the old-fashioned gesture and curled her fingers around Solomon’s muscle. “Following you, Master Solomon.” “Careful. You certainly don’t want to give me ideas.” A startled laugh escaped Lucia. “You have a convoluted and devious mind, don’t you?” “I’m a Lycan. What can I say?”

Though her system had fully recovered from the silver-tipped toxin, the quiet exhaustion of a new mother still lingered in the faint, pale lines beneath her eyes. The heavy oak door of the sanctuary clicked open on silent hinges, and the familiar, grounding fragrance of winter mint and fresh rain drifted into the room. Luna Lucia stepped inside, her presence immediately filling the warm space with a calm, unyielding clarity. She wore simple, structured silver robes that flowed smoothly as she walked, her deep sapphire blue eyes carrying a lifetime of hard-won wisdom. In her arms, she held a heavy cedar wood box wrapped in an old silk sash—a relic from the original pack house archives that fe

“No work excuses, since it’s a Friday night.” I hesitated, then nodded. “Okay. Tonight.” His grin widened. “Seven?” “Seven.” As he walked away, I realized I was smiling. And that was exactly when the temperature dropped. I didn’t even need to look to know. Lucio stood across the room, tablet tucked under his arm, eyes locked on me and Evan’s retreating back. His jaw was clenched, his posture rigid, like he was holding something in. Our eyes met. Something dark flickered through his gaze before his expression shut down completely.

“I have eyes in the pack. Although I can’t get in physically. I can now see everything and use my army inside the pack. One word and I can flash out the whole pack in a blink.” On the screen of the tablet, that Don Mauro is taking around. There is a live feed of Luciano fighting with another man in a combat fight. Luciano is no longer in his white porcelain skin, and he is back to the human Luciano he has always been. Covered in his original tattoos as he fights another man. Luciano is fighting with all his might and so is the other man. When Don Mauro gets closer to his son, Erede. Erede questions him. “Who is Luciano fighting? Is that the famous Water?”

“Alpha Lucio of the Moonwalker Pack approached me with an offer. He sought an alliance, claiming it would be beneficial for both our packs. He promised me resources, supplies… and in return, he proposed we share the power of the Sacred Stone.” I felt my jaw tighten at the mention of the stone. That damned artifact. My gaze flickered toward Lucio, who was still kneeling, trembling under my scrutiny. Nicholas continued. “I refused,” Nicholas said firmly, his voice gaining strength. “I told him I couldn’t betray you, my King. That I would never go against your command. But Lucio…” His lips curled into a snarl as his fists clenched. “He didn’t take no for an answer. He threatened war. I thought

“If anything, I think she’s a great fit for you because you can learn a lot from her about our world.” Again, I nodded. “Right, I supposed this settles it then. You know where to find me.” June smiled, but I didn’t miss the concern shadowing her features. I knew she’s worried about the whole Luca incident and what all this would mean for me. Luca—whose full name turned out to be Lucian—was a rogue wolf, outcasted by his own kind. When you’re outcasted, your powers get stripped, and you can’t get in touch with the spiritual realm or with the huntress. Somehow he managed to bypass it, and here we were.