Lucoa And Shouta Relationship Mga Nobela at Kwento

She was running from something else. He had seen it clearly — That fear in her eyes. The kind that came from being too close. ******************** THE devils club “I heard from my source that Luca and his wife are coming for the party,” Shadow said. Lately, he had been unusually close to the boss. Closer than the right-hand man. And D (Devil) wasn’t a fool, He knew Shadow had motives. “About the Lucarians,” D replied calmly, “you don’t have to worry. The overall boss will handle it.”

Darryl is like the sky while Luca is the ground. “Fine, fine...I will stop talking about him!”Sloan pursed her lips and smiled as she nodded her head. However, her vision was still staring tightly at Darryl who was on the battle stage, with her eyes showing a little admiration. ‘This Luca is rather interesting. He kept progressing to the next level just with his pure luck along the journey.’

Luca looked sad. "I didn't think the shooting had anything to do with me. I thought it was a case of wrong place, wrong time, and I didn't want you to go overboard again. I didn't know who Cole was, but I liked him, and I thought if he knew who I was, he might not be interested, so I didn't tell him about me, and I didn't tell you about him in case you tried to stop it." I rambled as I could feel the tears springing to my eyes. "I love you, Luca, but I love Cole too, and I won't give him up no matter the cost."

Rhea asked, wiping her mouth with a napkin. “Yeah. I told Kuya Lucas. He’s fine with it,” Luca replied casually, sipping her soda. Rhea noticed how Luca’s mood always shifted when Luca’s gay friends came up. With her, Luca was open and lively, but at their mention, her tone cooled and her eyes grew guarded. It was subtle but telling. Lucia, meanwhile, stayed quiet through the meal, eating in slow and distracted bites. She stared out the window, lost in thought. Her silence was not empty. It felt like she was hiding something she did not dare to say.

Both the Gamma and the Beta stood from their seats, drinks in hand and smiled, shaking each other’s hands in celebration. “It is Lucca! He’s on his way back! That was Enzo’s howl, no doubt about that!” Cohen advised us happily. I watched as his eyes glazed over, obviously mind linking his Alpha, however the smile on his face quickly faded. He cleared his throat and looked sadly over at the Alpha King.

Shadow POV: "Luca is dead but his girl is on the loose," Daniel says. He pours himself some scotch and takes a sip waiting for me to say something "I don't care," I say lighting a cigar. He looks at me raising an eyebrow "What she's not a threat in any way" blowing out a cloud of smoke. The cloud disappears masking the air with the sweet aroma of the finest Cuban tobacco. He drinks the last sip of his scotch and he sits down in front of me

Luca stared at Cole in stunned silence for a long moment, before glancing at me, his mouth trying to find the right words. But with a revelation such as this, there really weren't any, and he shook his head sadly again. "Wow.. I.. that's a lot," he eventually stammered, and Cole and I both nodded sadly. "Did.. you know? Before you came here?" he asked, and I nodded again.

No one knew where Lu came from, but he walked towards Lara with a serious expression “I already have a wife. I have made an agreement with my wife.” “Puchi…” The ladies burst out laughing. Lu looked too cute when he was serious. “But Lara’s baby will be as beautiful as Lara.” Shadow enticed from the background. He had only one goal ‘Rescue his goddaughter.’ “Then I will protect her like Blossom and Brooke.” Lu wasn’t confused. He walked back to Dana and extended his hand to touch her tummy, but Ben slapped his hand playfully. “I just want to tell my wife something.” Lu glared at Ben which resulted in another round of laughter from the adults while Ben retorted righteously “No need to touch.

“Figured you might use it to knock some sense into yourself if you even think about refusing the bloody sheet tradition again.” Shoving the flask into the inner pocket of my jacket, I cut him a sharp look. “Don’t start, Faro.” The grin vanished as quickly as it came, his expression hardening. “Just promise me you’re not going to try that faking-blood nonsense again. Luca was baiting you—you know that. He’s the kind of man who’d go through with the tradition, even if his bride sobbed through it. That’s who he is. And let’s face it—you’re not so different. Stop pretending to be a saint because of whatever guilt Gaia left behind.”

They were all caught up in their own power struggles, leaving Luca to fend for himself. I sighed, feeling overwhelmed. How could I navigate all this without losing myself? Or worse, losing Luca? Gabe leaned in, his voice taking on a serious tone. "Carly, I need to tell you something about Luca." I nodded, trying to appear nonchalant. "What is it?" Gabe hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "Luca has a mate. A possessive one, for that matter." I raised an eyebrow, trying to keep my expression neutral. "Oh? That's interesting."