How Old Lucas And Marcus Novels & Stories

The wedding was elegant and not too long. Cindy looked beautiful and I could see she was truly happy. Marcus was beaming and he couldn’t take his eyes off her. I wished things were like that with me and Rylee, but life happens right and the shit gets beaten out of you around every corner. “Congratulations you two crazy kids,” I said as Marcus and Cindy made their way over to us. “I’m pretty sure I’m older than you Lucas,” Marcus said as we laughed.

Henry was everything to her, and no one could take him away, not even Marcus! What should she do? Panic, and fear, overwhelmed her mind, making her face turn pale. Suddenly, the brakes screeched, and Jessica's heart skipped a beat. She looked up and saw Marcus's devilish eyes fixated on her. "How old are you this year?" he asked calmly. This question sounded calm. "26!" Jessica truthfully stated, feeling anxious and uneasy. "26?" Marcus bit onto this number with a hint of amusement. "How old is your son?"

I uttered. The mating ceremony went on without a hitch until the exchange of rings. The doors to the church burst open from outside. A hollow silhouette emerged at the door, and it was Lucas. He lost a lot of weight, his face unshaven, and his eyes bloodshot. Judging by the hospital gown he was wearing, Lucas must have fled from the care facility. “Ava…” His voice was hoarse. The crowd stirred. The security guards were quick to surround Lucas, but Alexander stopped them.

**Marcus:** *Heard Lucas made you an offer. Heard you declined. Proud of you.* **Me:** *How did you hear?* **Marcus:** *Lucas called me. He wanted to make sure there were no hard feelings about approaching you behind my back. I told him you’d say no. He didn’t believe me.* **Me:** *Why did you think I’d say no?* **Marcus:** *Because you’re not the type to let someone else control your success. You’re the type to build it yourself, brick by brick, even if it takes longer. That’s why I invested in you in the first place.*

“Plus someone’s gotta make sure you don’t do something stupid when it gets ugly.” George didn’t even open his mouth. Just crossed his arms and widened his stance. Message received. “I’ll stay, Alpha.” Marcus Jr. came out of the trees. Kid’s only twenty-two, but he fights like he’s got nothing to lose. “My dad’s back at the house. He’d want me here, keeping the Luna safe.” Elena stepped up next—tough as nails, more scars than skin some days. Then Kade, built like a damn tank, the kind of wolf who smiles when he’s outnumbered.

How did he always manage to drag us into these messes? "Lucas, enough!" I barked, grabbing his arm and pulling him back. "Go cool off." "But Liam—" "I said *go*," I repeated, my voice leaving no room for argument. Lucas hesitated, then reluctantly stalked off, muttering curses under his breath. Once he was gone, I turned back to Marcus, who still looked irritatingly smug. "You’ve made your point," I said, my voice low but firm. "Now leave." Marcus chuckled, brushing an imaginary speck of dust off his sleeve. "Oh, Liam. Always so serious. You should loosen up sometime—it might do you some good." He shot a final glance at Alex before turning to leave. "Enjoy the party, *Your Highness*."

asked Lucas, sitting up warily. “I’m leaving for LA, bro. Cara is getting married to Frederick Gardner, the music director and I can’t let that happen. She’s mine and I’ll pursue her till I’m able to win her back. This might require time so don’t worry about me,” said Marcus. His mom smiled, quite satisfied that he finally listened to her. “Call me if you need any kind of help. Don’t do anything illegal, don’t get involved in any fight,” said Lucas worriedly.

I smirked, not letting him go " All yours." Marc said as he put the plate with muffins on the table he kept laughing and turning side by side " ELDAAA !!! ELENEE!!!!! AM DEADDDDD " " They both went to walk the dogs, so Malik, carry on." Marc informed " PLEASE PLEASE LEAVE ME!! " He wiggled more his face turned red from laughing " Uhm... Nick... It's too much... Please leave him now. " Lucas said in his defense " I remember when Luca was laughing hysterically in the cell along with Lan, I guess he wants to join Peter now?"

" I laugh, she is right. MJ is 16 and has a boyfriend, which was a shock for everyone. "It is nice to meet you, Wayne." I hold out my hand as he shakes it. "Thank you, I have heard a lot about you three, I know you're her dead, but she speaks of you all highly." Marcus nods smiling. "I also know your thoughts, I am 30, so ten years older than her, so I understand if you don't approve." "I approve, don't worry so will Marcus, you two have the years on him and his misses." I look at Marcus, he does.

"This is extermination." I nodded slowly. "Marcus doesn't want to rule Dark Hollows. He wants to destroy it. Completely. Permanently." Silence fell over the room. The weight of our situation pressing down on everyone. The tent flap opened. Lucas entered. His expression troubled. His injured arm still strapped to his chest but his movements steadier than before. "Irene." He crossed to my side immediately. His eyes scanning me for injuries. "Thank the Goddess you're safe. When Ken said you had gone to the stronghold—"