All Chapters of THE LUNAR THAT WASN'T ENOUGH : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Leila’s eyes were closed as she was deep in a kiss with her Alpha, Adrian. Her soft moans filled the quiet room, breaking the stillness of the early morning. When he finally pulled away, her eyes fluttered open, locking onto his cold, unreadable gaze. Adrian rolled off the bed, reaching for his clothes without another word.The moment he stood, Leila slowly sat up, her hair falling over her face. She was Alpha Adrian Blackwood’s wife, the feared Alpha of the Blue Moon pack, but no one knew she existed. To the world, she was nothing but a lowborn human hidden in his shadow.After buttoning his shirt, Adrian glanced at her briefly. “I sent you your monthly allowance,” he said flatly.Her phone buzzed on the bed. She picked it up and saw the alert, the money had indeed been deposited. With a small sigh, she set the phone back down and slid off the bed.“Adrian,” she said softly, almost shyly, “do you want to stay for breakfast? I can make your favorite.”“I can’t. I’m busy with pack duty

“Alpha,” Alex’s voice came through the line, tired but steady. “I checked all the hospitals. There’s no one that matches Leila’s name or description.”Adrian’s grip on the phone tightened. “No one?”“No one, Alpha.”The call ended, and Adrian slowly lowered the phone. His chest constricted painfully as he whispered into the empty room, “She’s just a human orphan. Where could she possibly disappear to?”The words echoed back at him, hollow and haunting. He sank to the floor, resting his back against the bed. His hair was a tangled mess, his eyes bloodshot. A half-empty bottle of alcohol rolled to the side as he pressed his palms against his face. The great Alpha Adrian Blackwood sat broken on the floor, drowning in fear and guilt.Meanwhile, far away in the Lycan palace, Leila had been carried into a grand chamber, her body weak and pale. She was very sick, her breaths shallow. Healers rushed in and out, preparing herbs and remedies.Prince Darius paced back and forth near her bedside,

As Leila turned toward the car, Adrian's hand shot out, gripping her wrist."Wait," he said, his voice desperate now. "Leila, we need to talk about this. You can't just…"The stranger moved faster than Adrian could track. One moment he was standing beside the car, the next his fist connected with Adrian's jaw with brutal force.Adrian crashed to the ground, the impact rattling his bones. Blood filled his mouth instantly, hot and metallic. He spat it out, staining the pavement red."You bastard!" the man snarled, looming over Adrian with fury blazing in his eyes. "Don't you ever come near her again!"Adrian struggled to push himself up, his vision swimming. "Who the hell do you think you are?"The stranger didn't answer. He simply turned his back on Adrian, the ultimate sign of disrespect, and guided Leila toward the car with a protective hand on her shoulder."Leila!" Adrian screamed, blood dripping from his mouth as he fought to stand. "LEILA!"She paused for just a fraction of a sec

Leila stood before the full-length mirror in her chambers, her breath catching at her reflection. The gown was exquisite, a masterpiece of silver silk that flowed like liquid moonlight across her body. Diamonds were woven into the fabric, catching the light with every movement. Her hair had been styled in elegant waves, a delicate tiara resting on her head."You look like a true princess," the royal stylist said with tears in her eyes. "Just like your mother did."Leila touched the tiara gently, her heart pounding. "I still can't believe this is real."A knock sounded at the door, and Prince Darius entered, stopping short when he saw her. His eyes widened."Sister," he breathed. "You're breathtaking."Leila smiled, though her hands trembled slightly. "I'm nervous.""Don't be," Darius said, moving to take her hands. "This is your birthright. These people have waited eighteen years to meet you. They're going to love you.""What if they don't accept me?" Leila whispered. "What if they th

Zara Blackwood sat in her private sitting room, a glass of wine in hand, scrolling through her phone with barely contained rage.The pictures were everywhere.Princess Leila at the ball. Princess Leila being announced to the realm. Princess Leila making every Alpha in the room kneel with a single word.And there, in the background of several photos, was her son. Adrian. Staring at that woman like she'd hung the moon."Pathetic," Zara muttered, taking a long sip of wine.She'd spent years positioning Lydia perfectly. The girl was from a good family, ambitious, beautiful, and most importantly, malleable. She would have been the perfect Luna for Blue Moon pack, the perfect wife for an Alpha with political aspirations.And then that girl had ruined everything.Zara had known from the moment she'd met Leila that she was trouble. Too quiet, too watchful, too... there was something about her that had set Zara's instincts on edge.When Adrian's father had arranged the marriage contract, Zara