Novel & Cerita Lucas X Kumatora

Liliana frantically links me, making me shake my head knowing I need to focus. “I accept your challenge,” Lucas agrees with a smirk, and motions for the field to be cleared. “What is it Lily, I need to focus I can’t fight with you in my head,” I link back, keeping my eyes on Lucas when he steps down and begins to undress to shift. “Thane told me, be careful and finish this. I believe in you and I love you Kulta,” Liliana’s soft voice soothes my nerves making me smile. “I love you too Vixen, I will see you soon,” I reassure her before cutting off the link, getting myself ready to fight Lucas.

Luna squirmed slightly in his lap but Lucas held her firmly. He continued the kiss, attempting to find an opening for his tongue, but with Luna fidgeting on his lap, he ended up gently biting her lower lip in frustration. Luna instinctively gripped his tuxedo in response. Eventually, Lucas released his grip, and they both sat back, Luna's breathing slightly ragged as she pressed her forehead against his. Despite their playful bickering, Luna acknowledged that Lucas had a way of making her feel overwhelmed and powerless with his kisses.

Lucas refills his glass. “My mate is clever and super hot. I got the best one here,” Jacob says. “Like hell, did you see my Luna take out that rouge the other night. She ripped his throat.” Kendall says kissing Rebecca’s hand. “My perfect warrior.” “My girl stayed out of the fray. And I’m so glad she did,” Alex said. “My perfect Luna. I have the best.” “It was my Luna’s first time shifting and she took out two. Beat that assholes,” Lucas says proudly.

He was the perfect puppet - he had the looks of a good candidate, and if he could woo people the way he conned women into his bed, it’d be easy enough to ensure whoever the puppet master was called all the shots. “I’m sure it’s someone from the family line,” I insisted. Cato leaned in closer, giving me a toothy grin. “Then why the hell have I been seein’ so many lycans in the past couple days?” He was whisked away, back into the thrum of customers, before I could answer. Another pink drink slid down the bar, stopping in front of me. It was a trick Cato was proud of, and one I didn’t mind until I had to close up my tab - one that had been steadily growing over the past years.