Luna Alessandra Leaked Novels & Stories

All eyes were on her. Kelvin was back sooner than they expected. He checked his phone for the video that Alex had sent him some days before and gave his phone to the coach. "That, dear coach is a video of Erica finding two of her most prized possessions in the pocket of this bitch over here," he said as he played it. Everyone gathered around to watch as well. Stacy raised her hands to her mouth when it ended. "How is this possible?" she asked herself. "How could a model be caught stealing?"

I had no idea what she was talking about at all. "Hey Eva ..hold on, what are you talking about? I don't understand you at all. You said who did what?" I asked her. "Don't pretend as if you don't know what I am talking about! I am sure that you know very well what I mean! Alpha Huxley has gotten himself a new Luna ! The ceremony is going to take place in a few days! Wait....don't tell me that he didn't even tell you about this?!" Eva yelled on the other end of the phone.

It made me think back to the threat that Luna Rebeca had made to me earlier today, not to tell anyone about our conversation. On the verge of losing my patience and this act of being a sophisticated Luna, which I was not, I said to her, “I am not asking if she has a child. I am asking if she had a child with her, and you will tell me the truth, or I will bring hell down on this goddess forsaken pack.” As my wolf began to show her presence in my words that spit from my lips like venom. Her eyes widened at my threat, and I could see the fear now in her eyes, before she says to me, “I am sworn to secrecy by my Luna. I can not speak of her affairs with you.”

"You ungrateful girl! Get back to your room and study prenatal care. Now!" I kept my smile fixed in place, nodded quickly, and slipped into my room under Aria's mocking laughter. Outside, their cheerful chatter continued, but I shut it out. Instead, I grabbed my phone and searched for a name that had burned into my memory from the headlines of my past life. Luna Summers. And there it was, photo after photo of her with Alexander Moore, the famous billionaire. They had been caught together countless times. At one press conference, when reporters asked Alexander about Luna, he hadn't even bothered to deny it.

Valentino’s voice dropped. “Exposure… to who?” Alessandra looked at him. “To everyone.” The room went deadly still. Marco stepped forward. “You’re telling me all our locations… all our assets…” Alessandra nodded slowly. “…are being leaked.” Luca let out a low whistle. “Adrian just turned your empire into an open target.” Valentino’s jaw tightened. “How long?” Alessandra checked the system. “Minutes.” Aria’s voice trembled. “We don’t have time.”

I had almost forgotten. I had just sat down when my phone lit up. Dana. "Angel." Her voice was tight. "Open your phone right now. You're trending." I pulled up the app while she stayed on the line and typed my own name into the search bar. The results loaded immediately. Dozens of posts, reposts, screenshots. The headline at the top of the trending list had my name and the word Luna beside it, and beneath that a summary that stopped my breath: Mystic Pack Luna exposed — the shameless woman who destroyed a loving home and now torments a terminally ill innocent out of jealousy.

Gemma let out a gasp, her eyes fixed on the large display screen on the wall. She then grabbed Luna’s arm to get her attention and pointed at it. “This is bad! Look at that.” On the large screen, the headline was displayed in white font against a red background, and it was accompanied by photos of Luna’s ugly face and Preston’s handsome one. This arrangement made the news easy to read at a glance. Luna’s eyes grew wide, and the hair on the back of her neck stood up. How was this possible? Who leaked that information to the media? “I didn’t do this,” Luna muttered, still in shock.

"And honestly? She deserves every bit of the vitriol. You don't get to steal another woman's man, parade around high society like a saint, and then play the weeping victim when things finally get messy." Ava leans forward, lowering her voice into a conspiratorial, frustrated whisper. "If the Vane family didn't have half the city's media executives in their pocket, I would have leaked the rest of those rumors myself." "The wicked always find their match online," Luna replies smoothly, a faint, cryptic smile playing on her lips as the sweet scent of citrus clings to her fingertips. She doesn't bother telling Ava the truth—that the damning video hadn't miraculously leaked itself, or that the tr

Displayed on the screen was an article containing numerous indecent photos of Estelle and Wade—exactly the same ones Estelle had shown him earlier. The colour drained from Lennon’s face. “What is this?” he asked faintly, almost in a whisper. Alaric explained quickly. “There’s a queued article on a major news portal. Someone submitted it anonymously. Fortunately, our internal team blocked it before it went live. But the content is complete: Photos, narrative, a timeline of the illicit relationship—everything is laid out as if it has been fully verified by the media.” He lowered his gaze slightly as he delivered the conclusion. “This is a scandal—an affair between Luna and Wade.”

Luna confessed, her voice trembling. "What happened in that room?" Susan asked, Luna held back her crying and spoke, "just like now at that time of my past life too, my father and brother arranged a birthday party for me in the cruise, the same night, while everyone is busy in party, they made me to get drunk. Natalie was the one who made me to get drunk, Mary brought me to the same room, in that room there are five men already, and they molested me, those videos and photos were leaked to media, the next day I became the hot topic of the city."