Luca From Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

he asked. “I do not know,” I said, and frustration rose in my chest. “That is the problem. It felt familiar but I cannot place her face properly.” Luca studied me carefully, then nodded once. “Okay,” he said. Just okay. But I knew him well enough now to understand what that meant. He would investigate every woman connected to that warehouse before sunrise. The double doors opened. Both of us stood immediately, and Dr Reyes walked toward us slowly. Her expression was unreadable, and my heart started pounding so hard I felt dizzy. Luca moved closer beside me instinctively.

Before Eren could answer him, a person appeared out of nowhere, looking at them very coldly "What are you doing here?" Lucas looked at him narrowly, while Eren looked at him condescendingly as he said “What is this dog doing here?” Lucien squeezed his hand very hard, looking at Eren, who was wrapping his hand around Emilia's waist. “My master sent me to bring you back. He said it was dangerous for the princess to wander around with fools like you.” Lucas became angry and looked to the other side, while Eren's eyes widened and lit up with fiery flames

Luca called out to me, a smile arching his lips. "Ciao, brutto," I replied, winking at him as I got down from the bike. "You're still not going to loosen up around me," He muttered. I chuckled. "Only when you stop trying to steal my bikes." He laughed as he hugged me. Luca was one of my main informants. He ran a network of thieves and was also working for the Cops. Talk about weird. "Are you here to spend some time with me?" He asked. "You wish," I scoffed. "I'm here for some information, as always."

Alex03 P.S. Just for fun a photo Of Luca

He had sworn on it, even it cost him his life one way or another, he wanted to give his Master his honest sound opinion. Luca nodded and a menacing smile took over his features, With a voice neutral to an emotion, he spoke, "Oh? Is this why you had been sharing Intel with my mother about my miseries?" Ralph Yang's eyes shot up and all color drained from his face in a millisecond. The calm question froze his functions. How did he know? He stared at his Master but didn't utter a word, just stood there frozen waiting for his impending fate. He took a step forward but Luca raised his finger stopping him in his track.

It is impossible for Lupoz to do this to me because the first time I met him, I really had no trust on him at all. I opened my eyes. "Lucah, has their any vampire that became close to me when I was younger?" “Master EL, I am actually investigating about that. I am sorry if I did not say so right away.” I nodded at him. Lucah's initiative is unmatched. Maybe because he is also curious why I lost some of my memories and he knows that he will also have a hard time with my situation. I just met Lucah, after my father relay the business works to me. He doesn’t have idea who I was, except being the son of the Grand Alpha.

Each move was deliberate, methodical — a serpent slithering through my walls. And now I know her name. Valeria. She was my teacher. My mirror. She taught me how to control a room with silence, how to turn fear into loyalty, and how mercy can be a weapon if you wield it slowly. I thought I’d buried her with the old world. “Her network is deeper than I expected,” Luca says, stepping beside me. His hand brushes the edge of the table — not touching me, but close enough to remind me he’s real. “She’s using your people.”

“License plate?” “Too far to read.” “Next time it stops, get it.” “Yes, sir.” The two men nodded and moved toward another part of the room, continuing their quiet conversation. Luca remained standing in front of the screens. Watching. Thinking. Something about the way he studied the monitors made him look less like a club owner and more like a general preparing for a battle. He suddenly looked up. Directly at me. I blinked, slightly startled. “How long have you been standing there?” he asked calmly.

And Dante withdrawing was always a prelude to something worse. Luca stood now in front of his old laptop—the one no one else knew about. The one with no smart features, no facial recognition, no voice assistants. Just raw access. He powered it on with trembling fingers. “Let’s see what I find…” He didn’t know what he was looking for. A clue? A signature? Some trace of Dante’s shadow? He wasn’t a hacker. Not like him. But Luca had memory. And Dante had taught him things—whether intentionally or not.

he said, “is in me. I would not stand here if she were not the bond that steadies me. Do you doubt me, then? Do you doubt the High Alpha you claim allegiance to?” Some elders shifted uncomfortably. Others glared. It wasn’t enough. From the side of the hall, Luca moved forward. His presence was unexpected. He was not called, nor was he asked to speak. But he walked to the front anyway. “You doubt her because she is different,” Luca began, his voice steady. “Because she carries something you do not understand. But let me remind you… so did we all, once.” The elders turned to him, some irritated, others curious.