Ladybug Luka Novels & Stories

I blinked rapidly before receiving his offer very slowly. He had come for me. I couldn't ask for more, not at all. I alighted from the car and was about to closed it when suddenly the groan from Lara comes to my hearing. Swiftly I turn to her and I saw what had happened. She is in pain thanks to the absence of pills. Lycan is the only one who could save her and he is here. " Lycan , this lady needs your help. Can you look pass her flesh ? . There is this deadly fluid which needs to be out of her vein "

Her wrist was hot and twice the size it should have been. “Lucas…” Aunt Lara’s voice cracked. She lifted her other arm. “These are…” “Bite marks.” “These are from a wolf,” she said. “I know,” I replied. Bracing myself, I pulled the blankets down, exposing her abdomen. Aunt Lara gasped. She had dark purple bruises all over. A set of deep slashes from claws down her side. Various other small cuts and scraps along her legs. I didn’t understand why she wasn’t healing. But what hit harder was the scars.

Larry's mouth fell open, "You went for a run? In your condition?" Andrew shrugged. Turning to Laura, Larry said, "I've got it, he died during his change and the moon goddess took pity on him and brought him back to us." Andrew scoffed, "Come on.." "Andrew," Larry said seriously. "Do not downplay this, you almost died, the injuries you had weren't the type that could disappear in hours yet here we are. Honestly, I would have suggested witch magic but, I cannot smell it on you. You seem naturally healed, so yes it's a big deal."

It burst open without a knock. “Melvin! Help her—please!” Two pack betas carried Lila in, her face pale and twisted in pain. Blood soaked the side of her ceremonial robe, dark crimson against the white fabric. They laid her carefully on the wide healing cot near the window where the moonlight streamed in. Melvin’s heart lurched. “What happened?” “Rogue skirmish on the eastern border,” one beta grunted. “She was helping gather moon-herbs when they attacked. The cut is bad—inner thigh. We brought her straight here.”

Laura threw the last piece of the food into her mouth and hummed. After a moment of silence, Laura grabbed Olivia's upper arm and gasped, "You need to go to the Lunar Ball and let our Alpha announce you as his date. Everyone knows Alpha Black will be there, imagine the look on his face once he sees the woman he tried to trap at the side of another Alpha! A rival Alpha at that. Man, I need a damn camera for this. It's going to be epic, the show of the century!"

He got into the driver's seat. "Luna, please don't close your eyes." Jack's mate Mehga sitting in the back seat said while handling the Queen. "Daddy, what happened to Luna?" Jack's six-year-old daughter asked, who was sitting in the passenger seat. "Luna isn't feeling well, Aliya," Jack said while running the car very fast. "Honey, Luna needs to be taken to the hospital soon. Her BP is getting low. May the children not be safe." Megha said in a worried tone.

A distinct click sound, then a robotic voice rang out: “Scanning irises for identification verification. Please draw close to the red flare light.” I held my breath and leaned forward as a red flare light swept my face. After a second of dead silence, a long beep sounded and the bag snapped open. A minute later, I descended the stairs and strolled into the Living Hall where a mob of angry Lycans and she-Lycans glared at Idris Raed with righteous indignation. “Your Luna wanted to pardon Asma Mirza! Now look what happened!” “I heard the scouts sighted some rogues on the western border. If that vile woman joined hands with them…”

Her evergreen eyes were replaced with black contacts, and her lips were clad in red lipstick. She looked beautiful but not like Daciana-beautiful but beautiful all the same. The makeover had taken not less than four hours to make. “How do I look?” She asked, and I realized that her voice had reduced in its frequency. It was a bit lower now. I hoped it wasn't a permanent change or anything. “Different. Not like the real Daciana.” I smiled. She grinned. “ So it's believable, right? I was a bit worried that they would see the real me.”

Elizabeth said, as she noticed his eye also caught by the sight. "Very," he said impassively. "Whatever do you suppose happened to its rider?" Elizabeth asked almost absently as she looked at the rather relaxed creature. ~o~O~o~ Battered, bruised, and muddy, Wickham continued his journey on foot. When would he get to a blasted town? As he trudged along he saw a small brown dog ahead of him. Not another animal! He threw some rocks at the beast, who growled but ran off. Feeling a sense of triumph at that, Wickham continued along for a little before discovering to his relief that he was near the outskirts of a village. He must have been nearer to Meryton than he realized.

That’s when Luka walks in. His boots echo across the floor like gunshots. He’s dragging someone behind him, a girl. Slender, legs too long for her frame, fair skin lit with defiance, and hair tangled like she’s been through hell already. Maybe she has. Maybe hell is just the place she came from. Big eyes. Not crying. But alert. Searching. Like she’s trying to find all the exits at once. “Boss,” Luka says, voice amused. “This one gave me trouble. Tried to bite.”