Luna Alessandra Leaked Novels & Stories

Because after everything— After the chaos, the pressure, the scandal— He was still choosing her openly. Still standing beside her. Still refusing to let go. A sudden notification sound interrupted the moment. Lucas glanced at his tablet again before groaning quietly. “It keeps getting worse.” Alexander looked up sharply. “What now?” Lucas hesitated. Then— “Someone leaked old photos of Amara from her social media.” Amara froze instantly. “What?” Lucas looked uncomfortable now. “People are reposting them everywhere.” Her stomach dropped painfully. The internet digging through her personal life suddenly felt deeply violating.

The waiting was its own kind of torture Few minutes before the 24-hours mark hit, Alexandra sat on her bed, phone clutched in her hands, watching the seconds tick by. Her room was pristine, every surface polished to perfection, but inside her chest, chaos reigned. Any minute now, she told herself. He'll call. He has to. Her phone buzzed. Not a call—a news alert. The headline made her blood freeze: THE ALPHA HEIR’S BETRAYAL: Ethan Spotted with Unknown Lover Ahead of Luna Announcement

“You have two minutes to post a public statement. Say you framed Selene. Say you poisoned the drink meant for the Lycan King and pinned it on her. Or I post the full video and tag every Alpha and Luna across the region.” Mira went pale. “You’d ruin me,” she whispered. “Didn’t you say you wanted attention?” Leila shrugged. “Well, now you’ll get it. I mean, two hundred thousand views in five minutes. People love scandals.” Lucien looked like he wanted to speak but couldn’t decide whose side he was supposed to be on. Mira wanted to grab Leila’s phone. “No,” she said. “You don’t get to ruin me like this—” But Leila had already posted it.

“Lyra, you need to see the encrypted pack feed. Someone leaked photos.” My stomach dropped. I opened the feed to find high-res images of me and Tristan at the estate, but more damningly, the images of Damien holding me in the street last night. The comments from the pack members were lethal. “The Ashford girl is playing the Alpha and the Enforcer.” “She’s a seductress trying to keep her grip on the Crowne throne.” “The real Luna is back; why is this side-wolf still in the building?” I went straight to Elliot Pierce’s office. “Elliot, scrub this. Now. I won’t have my personal misery turned into a pack scandal.”

“I think she didn’t die, she is back. I said and he took a swift turn to look at me before signalling with his hand asking who was back. “The rightful Luna of the Pack and betrothed to the Alpha Karl is back but the only thing is she has lost her memory and can’t remember anything, I even heard Alpha Karl call her Avery I guess it’s a name he gave to her to have an identity,” I said waiting for a reaction because we had somehow plotted and I had made sure to do the job of taking Naya Rose the supposed Luna out and so she wouldn’t ever come back but I was wrong I didn’t kill her.

She turned the side of her neck to show me a mark and my eyes opened when I saw it was a bit similar to mine, but mine was shinier and more precise. Wait, did she say werewolves? Wolf? I touched the mark, causing me to shiver and she nodded at me with a serious but kind look. “You are the Luna. You are Alpha Enzo’s mate.” What? Norman bent his neck towards me and Corey did the same, with Davina and Andrè. I stared confused and lost, it is when a loud giggle was released from across the fields and everyone’s head raised that I realized it was from me.

She was the best and only mate I would have and no one else. As I finished my speech which was longer than anyone else. We were ready to bury her so she became one with the earth. But before we could do that, an unknown woman walked into the funeral room, “What are you guys doing?“ The woman asked in a confused tone. “Sorry, we are not seeing anyone today, we're having a funeral for the Luna.” A fellow warrior said. “Funeral?... for who?“ She questioned “Our Luna, Jackqualine Moon” Jacob answered.

the man muttered, thoughtful. “I am Leonhard, alpha of the Lunar Eclipse pack—or what remains of it. This woman in my arms is my incredible Luna, Victoria. We have been imprisoned separately for the last thirteen years by Fiona and her witches. We are your parents, our dear Liira,” Leonhard said, never taking his eyes off me. How do I know this is true? How can I believe something so unbelievable? I was confused, overwhelmed. I had no idea what to do next. I looked at Jackson, hoping he had answers—but he was just as perplexed as I was.

I quickly answered the call. "Hello, is this Alpha Aidan of Nightblade Pack?" A man's voice came through the phone. "Yes. Who are you?" I asked cautiously. "Eric. I'm an officer with the International Werewolf Council. I have some unfortunate news to tell you." There was a pause on the other end, and I felt a bad premonition, my heartbeat racing. "Your mate, Luna Freya, was in a plane crash. We need you to come and identify the body."

“She is my Fated Mate, and our bond is stronger than any other betrothal or promise or political move could ever be.” I didn’t wait for her reply, but stormed out of the room. One of my Betas was waiting in the hallway, a stern look on his face. “Sir?” “What is it, Dano?” I said impatiently. “We know who leaked the photo of Luna Elena and Adler.” I froze where I stood. “It came from Tiffany.”