Luca And Nora Novels & Stories

I quickly answered the call. "Hello, is this Alpha Aidan of Nightblade Pack?" A man's voice came through the phone. "Yes. Who are you?" I asked cautiously. "Eric. I'm an officer with the International Werewolf Council. I have some unfortunate news to tell you." There was a pause on the other end, and I felt a bad premonition, my heartbeat racing. "Your mate, Luna Freya, was in a plane crash. We need you to come and identify the body."

Luca was at the receiving end, and Logan, who was banging in hard on Luca. The sight was too shocking for me to behold because I could not believe that the Alpha was gay. That explains one of the reasons why he has not gotten any Luna and also what made he stop while he was trying to molest me. I quickly returned back to my room so that I would not get caught while peeping at the privacy of the Alpha. I was pleased to watch the rising of the sun from my window in the castle. The birds made sweet sounds of nature that served as song to the ears. I could feel the fresh air from the window where I stood to look at the wonders of nature.

He pushed open Luca's bedroom door and Marco's world collapsed. Nora lay on the floor, her slender body on its side, her long hair forming a dark pool beneath her head. Beside her, Luca—with chubby cheeks and a smile that could always make Marco forget the harshness of the world, lay motionless. Their throats were slashed deep, cruel and deep wounds, blood seeping into the blue carpet Luca had chosen himself at the store.

Lucian stepped out. His white dress shirt clung to him now, now damp with water from where I’d spilled the coffee earlier. The wet fabric traced along his chest and shoulder, revealing the faint contours of muscle beneath. He paused for a beat, eyes settling on mine. My gaze dropped to the stain, then quickly flicked away, heat crawling up my neck. God, stop staring, Elara! “You okay, man?” Noah asked, his voice cutting through the static. Lucian’s eyes stayed on me for a moment longer before shifting to his brother. “Yes,” he said simply, tone cool. “What’s the point of your visit?”

Bruce snapped, voice slicing the air. "You're the shameless one—stealing my Luna!" He actually pulled out a crumpled photo from our mating ceremony, holding it up like proof in court. "Look! She's mine. My mate!" The crowd buzzed. Whispers flew like wildfire. They'd heard stories about Bruce, but now all eyes were on me—confused, searching. I stared at the photo. Nothing. No flicker of recognition. Wolvent's smile turned lethal. "Your Luna? Did you even mark her?"

Nico, one of the loudest guys in Luca’s circle, lifted his phone and shoved the camera almost into my face. "Get this. Our almost Mrs. Moretti is crying from happiness." "Mrs. Moretti? Please," someone snorted. "Luca only put her up for one month of North Dock Warehouse Three." Their laughter rolled through the terminal. I looked at Luca, waiting for him to shut it down, but he only stood and brushed his coat as if the man who had just proposed to me had been someone else. When he caught my expression, he frowned.

Eyes that had never once given anything away for free. He looked at Klein. Klein straightened and walked out without being asked. Marcus closed the door. He crossed to the small table and poured himself a glass of water. Unhurried. Completely at ease. "The light will fall on Victoria tonight," he said. Just like that. No preamble. "You paid someone," I said. "Elder Mara's assistant." He set the glass down. "It cost significantly. The northern land agreement comes to the council table before the month is out. The Greywood alliance follows after the wedding." He turned to look at me. "Everything moves forward tonight."

Adrian was holding all the cards now, and he was ready to play. Miles away, Luca was walking through the city streets with a huge smile on his face. He kept touching his jaw, still able to feel the warmth of Adrian’s breath against his skin. To him, the night had been perfect. Luca didn't know about the files on Adrian’s desk. He didn't know about the blood on his family's hands. Being the youngest child of the Moretti family, he was kept far away from the dark side of the business. His father and brothers let him live his life however he wanted shopping, partying, and traveling. They protected him from the truth, so he had no idea his family was responsible for the death of Adrian's wife.

Luna Dora knew that even if she could go back, she'd still have judged Cecilia for her background. Some things are just too deep to change overnight. "You're more open-minded than I expected,"Luna Dora conceded. Luna Dora took a sip of her red wine, scanning the ballroom. Crystal chandeliers glimmered overhead, and the hum of conversation blended with the soft jazz from the string quartet. "Luna Regina, I couldn't help noticing during our forest encounter that you and Lady Locke don't seem to be on good terms. I'm surprised to see you here."

Natalie was the woman Luca dated during our first break. She had been a fashion communications freshman who genuinely believed she had found a new relationship. When Luca returned to me after twenty-seven days, she learned that she had been a temporary part of our arrangement. He later secured her a publicity position with the racing team as compensation, and over the years, she unexpectedly became my friend. A drunk teammate stumbled past us. “Our future Mrs. Bellini must be praying no one steals Luca. He’ll come running back in thirty days, just like always. Right, Elena?”