The Alpha's Hidden Luna
"You’ll never be enough… not for him, not for anyone."
Aurelia’s world shatters when the man she loves betrays her, her twin sister laughing by his side, her mother cheering them on.
Determined to escape the crushing weight of her family’s cruelty, she wanders the dark streets… only to stumble into a danger far greater than heartbreak. Rogue wolves attack, drawn to her power, and suddenly, everything she thought was impossible becomes terrifyingly real.
Then he appears. Massive. Golden-eyed. The wolf that should have killed her instead claims her with one word: “Mate.”
She’s human. He’s the alpha of a hidden, deadly world. And the bond he swears is hers alone is unlike anything she’s ever known.
Kalean Hawk is the alpha of a powerful pack, dangerous, commanding, and utterly obsessed with the human who ignites a bond he has waited centuries to find. But Aurelia is human—fragile, untested, and caught between a world of deadly secrets, rogues, and a family that betrayed her.
Can she trust the alpha who sees more in her than anyone else ever has? Will her heart survive the obsession of a wolf who will stop at nothing to claim what is his? Or will the shadowed world she’s just entered consume her completely?
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Chapter: The Night The Alpha Found MeI stumble through the dark streets, my cheeks still swollen, my lips split, tears running down like rivers I cannot stop. My legs feel heavy, my arms weak. I don’t even remember putting my shoes on. I barely notice the cold air or the shadows stretching across the walls.I whisper to myself, almost in disbelief, “I… I just want to disappear.”Maybe the pain would ease that way.I wipe at my eyes, but the tears don’t stop. My throat burns, my chest aches, and my hands are trembling. I don’t even see where I’m walking. My feet carry me forward on autopilot, away from the house, away from the screams, the insults, the betrayal.The streets become darker. Fewer lights. The houses fade away. The air smells damp, earthy, and wild. A shiver runs down my spine. Something feels… wrong.*Werewolves*, I think suddenly, shivering. Stories my grandmother whispered… they were real once, people said. But not near the city—no one has seen one here for decades. Just stories.I push the thought aside.
Last Updated: 2026-03-31
Chapter: The daughter they never wantedMy hands are still shaking when my phone starts ringing.I’m standing under a dim streetlight, tears still sliding down my face, my chest aching from crying too hard. For a moment, I just stare at the screen, unable to focus.Mother.I almost let it ring out. I don’t have the strength to deal with her right now. But if I don’t answer, she’ll call again and again.I swipe the screen and press the phone to my ear.“Hello…”“Where are you?” her voice snaps through the speaker.I flinch. “I… I’m outside.”“Outside where?” she demands. “You’ve been gone for hours. Get home immediately.”My throat tightens. “Mom… something happened. I—”“I don’t care what happened,” she cuts in sharply. “Come home right now. We need to talk.”The line goes dead before I can say another word.I lower the phone slowly, staring at my reflection in the black screen. My eyes are swollen. My nose is red. I look like a stranger.I don’t want to go home. Not like this. Not after what I just saw.But I have nowhere
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
Chapter: The Truth Behind Closed Doors“I’ll take this one too,” I say, pointing at the chocolate bars beside the counter.The shopkeeper glances at the growing pile in my hands. “You really like sweets.”I shake my head. “They’re not for me.”He wraps the snacks in a small nylon bag and hands it to me. I pay and step outside, the evening air cool against my face.Adrian’s favorite. He always says chocolate helps him think. I smile faintly at the memory of him stealing pieces from my hand, pretending it tasted better that way.I should go home. Mother and Virelle are probably there by now. The thought alone makes my chest tighten.Not yet.I just want one place where I can breathe without being judged. One place where someone looks at me without disgust.My fingers tighten around the nylon bag.I head toward Adrian’s house.His gate is unlocked. That’s not unusual. He never worries about security in this neighborhood.I step inside, my heart beating faster with every step. I didn’t call ahead. I want to surprise him. The i
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
Chapter: The Illusion of safety“You’re really nice, doctor.”I blink down at the little boy on the hospital bed. His cheeks are flushed from fever, but his eyes are bright and curious as he studies me like I’m something fascinating instead of something strange.“Nice?” I repeat, smiling before I can stop myself. “I just gave you medicine.”He shakes his head stubbornly. “No. Other doctors talk fast and don’t explain. You told me why it tastes bad.” He wrinkles his nose. “And you said it’ll help me get better faster. That’s smart.”Something warm spreads in my chest. It’s small, fragile, and unfamiliar. Pride.“Well,” I say softly, adjusting the blanket around him, “being smart means listening too. And you did that very well.”His mother, standing beside the bed, gives me a grateful look. “Thank you, doctor. He’s been scared of hospitals since his last visit, but today he’s… calmer.”I nod, suddenly unsure what to do with my hands. Praise is not something I know how to receive. At home, every word about me is an ins
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
Chapter: Should have gotten rid of you“I should have listened to the doctor and gotten rid of her when I had the chance.”The words landed before I had even stepped fully into the dining room.For a second, I thought I had misheard her. My hand tightened on the strap of my bag as I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart pounding so loudly I could barely hear anything else.Mother didn’t look angry. She didn’t even look at me. She was calmly spreading butter on her toast, as if she had just commented on the weather.Virelle let out a short, surprised laugh. “Mother…”“What?” she said coolly. “Don’t act shocked. You’ve thought the same thing before.”My throat went dry. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. The morning sun streamed through the windows behind me, casting my shadow across the polished floor.Victor folded his newspaper with a quiet rustle. “You’re being dramatic again,” he muttered, though there was no real disapproval in his voice.“I’m being honest,” Mother replied. Finally, she looked up—straight at me. Her gaze
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
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