All Chapters of The Alpha's Unworthy Luna : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

RYAN'S POV,I usually didn't linger around while Elena put Ollie to bed, but for some reason, I decided to stay that day.Like always, Elena was reading to Ollie before sleep and I could see that she had my daughter wrapped around the story. It was her narration—overly animated voices and loud dialogues that made Ollie giggle from time to time.Seeing my little girl laugh freely once again gave me a different kind of emotion. I couldn't explain it, but I was happy. She had been really down ever since the incident with her previous nanny. So, the change in her demeanor was more than a wonderful sight for me. Elena helped Ollie feel comfortable, and I didn't know how to thank her.I was still surprised by how quickly Ollie accepted Elena as a nanny and a friend. Maybe it was because Elena already had a daughter and knew the parenting secrets. Or maybe because Ollie felt safe with Elena after she saved Ollie's life, or maybe it was bits of both of those reasons.Ollie was never that clos

ELENA'S POV,It was past midnight and the darkness covered everything like a thick blanket. None of the stars were visible, courtesy of the angry clouds spreading out in the sky.I was looking out the window, waiting for lightning to strike despite the heaviness in my eyes. I was trying, but couldn't fall asleep. And it wasn't the bad weather keeping me awake, instead, it was the conversation I had with Ryan just an hour ago in the living room.I was lying in the bed, forgetting about the soft sheet twisted around my legs as my fingers absentmindedly traced the surface of my stomach. The quiet in my room was too loud for me to ignore, because the silence stretched endlessly in the air, pressing against my ears like a tide that wouldn’t recede.It was impossible to stop thinking about what Ryan told me. About his ex-wife, Becca. And about the trauma that little girl had to live through at the hands of her mother. She was supposed to protect Ollie from dangers, yet she was the one who t

ELENA'S POV, It had been days since I’d walked into Ryan’s room unannounced, to find him only in his briefs. Days since I caught an unintended glimpse of his bare body—strong back, broad shoulders, muscular arms, and the taut muscle lines across his chest and stomach. Still, the images were yet to leave me. I hated myself for how clearly I could see it in my dreams. How easily it returned to me every time I was around him. At this point, it started to be a problem because every time we passed each other in the hallway, or when he leaned over Ollie’s shoulder to help her with a puzzle, all I could see was his naked body. And for sure he knew it too, because whenever our eyes locked, he would laugh with his head tilted just slightly back. As if he could read my thoughts and was teasing me for imagining things that didn't even happen in reality. I saw him naked for a few seconds, but my brain started creating hour-long stories from those few seconds. I was flustered all the time.

JULIAN'S POV The gates of the Lunar Palace loomed ahead, wrought iron twisted into crescents and swords separated the marble palace from the outside world. The sound of the cars, and commotion of the city dimmed the moment I drove past those iron gates. The giant fortification seemed to hush the world beyond. There were two paths in front of me, the white stone one leading towards the temple of half-moon, and the grey one went straight to the Palace. There was a parking lot near the entrance where I had to park, because no visiting cars were allowed past that point. It wasn't a problem when my father was alive, because back then our cars stayed in the same underground parking as the members of the wolf committee, even when he wasn't a part. “One day, I'll have the same power and influence like him,” I told myself, and continued walking on the sidewalk confidently with a stern face. I moved silently, looking all around myself and feeling the weight of eyes on me from every cor

RYAN’S POV,I just entered my office after having a heavy lunch—prepared by Elena—when my phone started ringing.I checked the caller ID to find out it was William, an old friend and my representative in the Wolf's Committee. We rarely used to get the opportunity to converse, like in old times. We only had our scheduled meetings that happened twice each month.And in those meetings, we discussed the matters related to the nation and my opinions about the committee's decisions on several matters. So, I thought he called to catch up and started the conversation in a jolly voice. Asking him how he was doing, and if he was calling to invite me for a drink.It kind of was our ritual to meet in a nice bar and talk about our problems. Since hanging out with him wasn't a regular occurrence because of our work, I treasured those little moments we got. I was expecting him to name the new bar he saw while driving, or heard about from someone in the Committee.Instead, when William spoke, I notic