Luka From Miraculous Novels & Stories

The doctor concluded. The doctor teased him further, "It's not just the miracle of the Moon Goddess! But the actual miracle is something else!" Lucas arched an eyebrow and the doctor said with a wide smile, "Congratulations, Lycan Lucas, not only did you get your life back but you also found your mate! From whatever I can decipher, you have found your mate and she got in contact with you and thus, you are completely safe and sound!"

-Arkyn- Kira is quiet as we step onto my father’s waiting private jet. She’s holding on to her cousin, Luka, while he whispers soothing words to her. Luka is like a spitting image of Beta Konstantin, just with the green eyes of his mother. I know they’ve always been close, closer than she and I could ever be. But I can’t help but think that it should be me comforting her… even if she wants nothing to do with me right now.

The crack widened further. And then— A voice came through. Not Luke. Not God. Not Lily. But familiar. Soft. Broken. “Mom?” Lily froze completely. Her breath stopped. “Luca?” she whispered. The voice flickered. “Yes… I think… I am here.” Luke’s voice cut in immediately. “He found a stable branch.” God stepped forward. “Which version?” Silence. Then Luca’s voice again. “I don’t know.” A pause. “I remember being held.”

she said, her voice tinged with gratitude. “Um, yeah, sure, Mirabel,” Luke replied distractedly, his mind already wandering. “So…” Mira hesitated, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Did you really know it was la cosa nostra, or…?” “Nah,” Luke replied with a shrug, finally meeting her gaze. “First time hearing that arcane spell.” “Wait… so you didn’t even—”

I quickly turn my attention back to Luka, wanting to check over the injuries that my fire caused My gaze wanders down Luka's body, and I am shocked to see that h,e doesn't have a single injury on his body; the only person besides my immediate family that didn't sustain injuries from my flame was Katrina. Could being mated to Katrina give Luka immunities against my gift? Luka's eyes start to flutter, and I feel the knot in my chest disappear. Luka is safe. We are safe. Luka's hands fly to his chest, and he begins to pat down his body. "Why am I not injured?" He asks, "Why do I feel like I've been given a healing potion from the Goddess Isis herself."

“Before I became Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack, before everything went to hell.” Elara remained silent, letting him speak at his own pace. She could feel the tension in the air between them, thick with the weight of whatever story Luka was about to tell. She had been waiting for this moment for so long—waiting for him to finally open up to her, to let her in. “I had a brother,” Luka said, his jaw tightening. “An identical twin. His name was Alec.” Elara’s heart skipped a beat. Alec. The rogue king. The wolf she had seen, the man who looked exactly like Luka. It all made sense now. The resemblance, the bond, the way Alec had spoken to her with such familiarity.

“But how is it possible? Yer dead.” I give him a shy smile and wave. “Hi…I’m actually…my name is Lana,” I sputter nervously as a blush crawls up my cheeks. He might look like the actor, but his melodic voice is different. Where the actor was British, Rafael has a light, Scottish lilt. It’s not as obvious as Lucifer’s or Michael’s, but it’s there. Lucifer gives me a bemused snicker and whispers, “Stop ogling my little brother, lest I get jealous, luv.”

Luka's shoulders slumped as the weight of Ruby's words settled over him. He sank back onto the bed, his voice barely above a whisper. "So I'm meant to just... stand by and watch? While my sister goes through something so monumental?" Ruby's amber eyes softened with compassion. She moved closer, placing a gentle hand on Luka's knee. "Your role is crucial, brother, even if it's not what you expected. You'll be there as a guardian, a witness to a sacred event, even if you won’t be there in person. Your presence will provide strength and support, even if you can't directly intervene."

I say shaking my head, "Baby, wait look" Luke says getting up and going into the bathroom, when he comes back hes holding a small mirror which he hands to me, i lift it and look at my eyes and sure enough they are gold, Luke comes behind me and puts his arms around my waist, we both look at my eyes in the mirror and Luke whispers in my ear "your beautiful and your mine and that is why you will be called Luna, i want everyone to know who you belong to and they should also know that i will rip out anyones heart that trys to take you from me because you are my Luna.

I turned and I saw Lucia running towards us. "Thank heavens I found you!" she said when she finally stopped in front. "And who is?" She looked at Lancelot. "He is Lancelot, Lucia." Her eyes narrowed but afterwards, her lips fell apart as though realization just hit her. "Oh my, don't tell me he is the... man who was cursed decades ago? He is really alive?! I can't believe this!" I nodded. "Yes, Lucia. He is indeed that cursed man, the magical healer's son."