Lovely Luna Stepdad Novels & Stories

"Father...?" Luna’s voice was barely a whisper, cracking under the immense weight of the word. She took a hesitant step forward, her hand flying to her mouth as her eyes welled with tears. Beside her, Leo froze, his usually stoic posture completely shattering as he stared at the man in front of them. Ryan didn't speak immediately. He looked at Leo, noting how broad his son’s shoulders had become, and then at Luna, seeing the fierce, beautiful young woman she had grown into. A profound, overwhelming joy flooded his gaze, washing away the lingering cold of the underworld.

Will Her father is obviously disappointed that we'll only be staying one night. I’m surprised when Stephanie’s response is to tell him that she left everything in order before she went to Sloane’s birthday party. She told me she has been acting as Luna, but I didn’t realize that her stepmother is doing nothing in the Luna capacity, except reaping the benefits. I’m quickly beginning to understand what Stephanie means about her stepmother and stepsister not earning the respect of the pack. How can any Luna expect her pack to respect her when she doesn’t even do her job?

Olivia's POV The morning sunlight streamed into my office as I stared at my phone, scrolling through the headlines and comments popping up across my feed. Despite the warmth in the room, I felt a chill as I doomscrolled, each one more cutting than the last. “TOP 5 WAYS TO ATTRACT AN ALPHA – LESSONS FROM LUNA LIV!” “ALPHA POWER COUPLE HOSTS CARNIVAL OF DRAMA.” "OLIVIA HARTWYN: LUNA IN NAME ONLY?”

Beside him sat her stepmother, a woman of grace and beauty, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, her presence exuding an air of refinement. "Good morning, Father," Luna greeted, her voice tinged with genuine excitement. Her relationship with her father had always been one of admiration and love. She had grown up aspiring to be a great Alpha, just like him. Alpha Robles lowered the newspaper and glanced up at his daughter, his expression unimpressed. "Good morning, Luna," he replied, his tone curt. He motioned to the empty chair beside her stepmother. "Your stepmother is already here. You should greet her with more respect."

"What offer?" He leaned in a little, his golden eyes burning into mine. "That I will walk away from Liv. I will divorce her for you. I can make you my Luna…" He trailed off, his voice rough with emotion. "Then you and I and Jacob can become a family. We can live together. All you need to do is say yes." My heart slammed against my ribcage. Luna.

A small boy suddenly runs into the room and pure shock crosses Luna’s face as a collective gasp resounds through the place. “Hunter! What are you doing here?” She softly asks the boy, crouching in front of him. “Uncle Aiden said I can meet daddy!” Luna releases a frustrated growl. “Do you want to meet daddy?” We all watch in shock as she interacts with her son. Is he Leo’s? He looks old enough to be his. “YES!!! Can we go to daddy?!” The kid, Hunter, jumps in excitement, making Luna sigh softly. She ruffles his hair and turns him towards us.

“You’ve been acting all kinds of strange lately, and now you’re sneaking out? Not on my watch, young lady. Upstairs. Now.” Before I could protest further, my stepdad cleared his throat. “My love,” he began, his voice calm and measured. “Maybe we should let her go. She’s been through enough.” “Been through enough?” Mom whipped around to face him, incredulous. “Are you kidding me? She’s grounded!” “She’s also our daughter,” he countered gently. “She’s learned her lesson, haven’t you, Carina?” “Yes, yes,” I said quickly, latching onto his words. “I’ve learned my lesson. Please, Mom. I won’t be gone long.”

"Cut the act. Don't think I can't see through your intentions for returning to the Shelbert family. I assure you that you won't succeed." Luna's eyes flickered with a hint of hatred as she quickly cast her gaze downward. She then turned to Raymond, saying, "Dad, I came to find you because I genuinely want to be with my family. It's not for money." Raymond looked at Jasmine and said, “Look at the difference between you and Luna. She's more filial, responsible, and caring than you are." "Dad, are you praising Luna for her so-called virtues, or is it because she's agreed to take in that illegitimate child as your grandson? Is having a grandson really that important?"

“Says a pack is only as strong as its weakest member.” More pack members appeared as we drove deeper into the territory. They greeted each other respectfully. No gossip circles or idle chatting like I was used to seeing. “The Luna must be proud,” I said carefully. “Having such a well-run pack.” Jack’s shoulders stiffened. “The Luna?” “Annie’s mother. Who is the Luna?” “That’s not my place to discuss.” His tone ended that line of questioning. We curved around a final bend. I gasped. A mansion sprawled before us, three stories of gleaming stone and glass. Flowering vines climbed the walls, and fountains streamed in the sunlight.

"The Alpha King's heir will never take you as his Luna. You're wasting your time." I stood, brushing jerky crumbs from my lap. "You didn't answer my question about the bet." "There's no need for a bet because it will never happen," he insisted. With a determined gleam in my amber eyes, I looked my father straight in the face. "I'm going to be Dominic's Luna," I stated firmly. "I will be Dominic's Luna."