Luca X Alberto Comic Novels & Stories

I whimpered at the knots of pain and need that formed in my stomach. A light knock comes from the door, breaking us out of our thoughts. Rushing over swinging the door open,stood Luca. He had a bottle of water and some protein bars in his hand. He stood there shirtless with only a pair of sweatpants on. Sweat was dripping down his chest and face from training,he never looked so good before. Standing there naked in front of him, he pushes us back into the room closing the door behind him. A purr left me from his slight touch making him move closer. “ I have to leave if you don’t want me to help Alice. If I stay I won't be able to control myself.” he voice was deeper than usual

His emerald green eyes meeting my own, I frowned in confusion and stood beside Harry who smiled extending his hand to the man “Harry” “Alberto De Luca” Harry greeted and my eyes widened. I ran to the man’s arms before my mind could process hearing his name, my feet having a mind of their own. Alberto was a good friend of mine after Nikolay and I stopped seeing or talking to one another. We went to school together, but it has been over seven years since I last saw him. Especially since he was two years older than I was, he graduated high school and went to college. “Hello to the mafia princess” Alberto said turning me around. I giggled as he put me down “is Nikolay here with you? Did you two

I shrank into myself, inching closer to Luciano De Luca. "Stay back," Luciano De Luca said. "I will not warn you again." The goon didn’t care. He reached for my arm. After that, everything happened in a blur, and I covered my eyes. Two things I knew for certain: Luciano De Luca broke that goon’s nose, and within thirty seconds, both attackers were incapacitated on the ground. "You alright?" Luciano De Luca asked me, barely winded. "I think so," I said, amazed. Only then did I recognize him as the Alpha King.

Luca seemed lost in thought, so Alissa didn't respond, just watched. Luca set the bottle and glasses down on his desk sitting heavily. “He gave it to me before I left, saying I'd make a great Alpha… that… that he was p-proud.” A tear slipped down his cheek as his voice cracked. “No point keeping it now… he's dead.” Luca made a motion to break the seal but Alissa caught his wrist.

He was telling his story without saying a word. And then, he appeared again. Luca. Carrying a stack of rolled-up sketches, hair tied loosely back, a faint smudge of charcoal on his cheek. My chest tightened. I wanted to knock on the door, to call his name. But instead, I pressed myself against the building next door and just… watched. Like a coward.

she stutters, getting up to her feet. “It’s fine. Like just get back to camp” I say, my voice cold and final as she stands there. I grab the boar, putting it over my shoulders before making my way back to camp. As we head back to camp, I find Xavier and his mistress, Bianca, standing with some men under Katrina. It spells trouble. “Alpha Lucius” Bianca is the one to come towards me as soon as she sees me. I drop the boar to the ground, wiping my hands.

I turned— Luca. He stood at the edge of the alley like the god of war himself. No expression. No mercy. Just a smoking barrel and a look in his eyes that said someone was going to pay. The remaining two men ran. Luca didn’t chase them. He came to me instead. “Are you hurt?” he asked, voice tight. I shook my head. He didn’t believe me. He pressed his hand gently to my jaw. His thumb swept over the red imprint where the man’s fingers had been.

It's just that he's not friendly either. Luca is the mastermind of the pack. He is the contributor of thoughts and every smart move in the pack since he got the title Alpha, along with his brothers. But he didn’t like to talk about anything else other than work. Even Rio himself, who doesn't like talking too much, prefers chatting with Finn or Declan rather than Luca. He will only talk to Luca if he asks about strategy or pack problems. Luca is indeed a brainy, but he doesn't like socializing. Especially with women. For this reason, the members call him the Cold Ice Alpha, even though Declan is also someone who doesn't talk much. But compared to Declan, Luca is way worse than that. But now,

He turned and went into the bathroom. A moment later, the water started running. I glanced at the steaming truffle bagel on the table and threw it, bag and all, into the trash can. Half an hour later, Eric came out. An Alpha's healing ability was strong. Unless it was a fatal wound, this level of "exhaustion" was nothing. He was wearing only a towel, showing off his toned upper body. He walked over and pinned me onto the sofa. The lust in his eyes was undisguised.

Lucien and Camellia were gone, and I didn’t even know where they’d ended up. Was I supposed to care? Lucien was my cousin, but we’d only ever learned to tolerate each other. No real bond, just blood and duty. Still… family doesn’t abandon family. Not when things fall apart. I stood slowly, my hands clenched at my sides. One way or another, I had to check in. Even if it meant crossing lines I swore I never would. “They made Leonardo the fucking Alpha,” Alaric sighed as he walked into the room. Nyla trailed in right after him, slamming the door harder than necessary. “Yeah, and it’s the biggest joke of the century.”