Luca X Alberto 18 Novels & Stories

“Sebastian Ashford” Bash introduces himself. I watch as he and Lucas size each other up. I can’t help but wonder if this is a male thing. Dominant Alpha males. “Lucas Viril” he responds, shaking Sebastian’s hands. Even from where I am I can see that the hand shake is strong. With each one of them trying to squash each other's hands. Lucas gives Sebastian a look not knowing that he is not someone to be intimidated. “I’ve heard about not only from Micah and Lilly, but from other Alphas and the werewolf council as well” Lucas finally admits and lets go of his hand.

Well I guess I was done for right now but, at least none of us get to have him to ourselves , at the end I still won, luke turned to us in horror as he searched the whole room only to come to realisation that cassandra was right . " What is going on here, I demand an answer now " he shouted at every one , he was getting angrier by the moment I ran out from the crowd , crying as she knelt down " I am so sorry alpha Luke , I know I have disappointed you alot , it is not my fault".

“You haven’t claimed her yet. She’s fair game. Isn’t that right, Princess?” Blaine reaches for my hair to sweep it away from my neck, but Grant, who is on my other side, catches his hand and stands as well. “Do not lay a finger on my luna.” The color of his eyes mix ever so slightly, and I know he’s fighting for control. “Future luna. And even then, this wouldn’t be the first alpha she tried to seduce.” He scoffs at Grant’s comment which just furthers his anger.

I quickly followed behind in order to avert any impending war. "Yes, it is a mate mark, and what about it?" Her mate replied, moving Jessica to her back. Richard, calm down. I said through the mind link. But it was like pouring water on a stone. He got closer to them and snatched her away, dragging her towards him. He forcefully removed the hand she was using to cover her neck, revealing what was there. There was no doubt; it was a freshly made mark, and the outline of the teeth was still there. The initials A.L. were boldly written in cursive.

Then: “You’re not folding.” It wasn’t a question. Luca looked up at him, the man who had taught him that love could be quiet and strong and impossible to ignore. “No,” Luca said, voice hoarse. “I’m not.” But they both knew, when Paolo stepped on that stage, the war would officially begin.

Alberto, before killing him, told him he was being merciful by giving him a quick death. One week later… Xavier arrived at his base; he didn't bring Reina because he didn't want her to see what he was going to do to Lucas—she might misunderstand him. ~~~ The upcoming scene is rated 18+. Involves bloody scenes; please skip if you're uncomfortable. ~~~ Lucas, even in his sorry state, began laughing when he saw Xavier arrive. “I had hoped you would die, little brother,” he said, and Xavier smirked, folding his sleeves up as he said calmly.

** Luca’s eyes gleamed with sadistic satisfaction. **“You think this is about money?”** **“About power?”** Luca shook his head, a twisted smile curling at the edges of his lips. **“No.”** **“This is about breaking you.”** His eyes bore into Alex’s, filled with malice. **“I want to watch you crumble.”** **“To see you fall apart.”** **“And what better way…”** Luca’s grin widened. **“… than to make you choose.”**

I cleared my throat to announce my presence. He turned around and threw his hands up when he saw me. “There's my favorite girl! Come on, have a seat” My face remained impassive. Antonio DeLuca was a bald middle aged man with a powerful build who would never take no for an answer. “What do you want, Antonio?” He chuckled, his voice gruff. “Always straight to business. I like that” He pulled out a file and handed it to me. I opened it and took out a photograph.

Luca looked Alessandro directly in the eyes. "We're next." Alessandro's face remained unreadable. Luca stepped closer. "We still have time." "If we work together..." "We can stop Lorenzo." Alessandro blinked. Then to Luca's surprise he laughed. Not loudly. Just enough to make Luca's jaw tighten. "You think this is funny?" Luca asked coldly. Alessandro shook his head. "No." "I think you're terrified." The smile lingering on his face only fueled Luca's anger. Alessandro folded his arms carefully, mindful of his healing shoulder.

Lucian chuckles, low and dark. I press down harder. “Don’t fall asleep on me now, Agosti. We’re just getting started.” Luca shakes his head violently. “I swear, I—I don’t know! I’m not close enough to know his plans!” I lean in, brushing a few strands of blood-matted hair from his forehead. “Seeing as you’re never going to walk again anyway, why don’t we give you a matching pair of wrecked kneecaps, hmm?” His breath hitches.