Novels by Monday Luisa

“What the hell happened here?”Patricia stands, shows her ID. “Patricia Sandoval. Private investigator. I have evidence of conspiracy, attempted murder, and fraud involving Marina Castillo and Antonio Vega. The shooting was self-defense. I have it all on recording.”She holds up a small device. Still recording.“She filmed everything?” Sofia whispers to me.“Everything,” Patricia confirms. “From the moment Marina walked in until now. Including her confession to murdering Antonio.”The paramedics lift Mateo onto a stretcher. His vitals are crashing.“We’re losing him!” one shouts. “We need to move!”They rush him out. I try to follow.Morales stops me. “You’re not going anywhere. You’re all staying until we sort this out.”“My boyfriend is dying…”“And two people are dead. Until I understand what happened, nobody leaves.”I watch through the window as the ambulance pulls away. Lights flashing, Mateo inside. Possibly dying.“He will make it,” Sofia says. She doesn’t sound convinced.Pat

~Elena’s POV~Sofia bursts through the door. “I heard gunshots…” She stops, her eyes picks the scene. “What the fuck happened?”Behind her Mateo appears. “Elena, I followed you from the station. I needed to explain…” He sees Marina’s body. Goes white. “No. No, no, no…”“She tried to kill us,” I say before he can speak. “She was working with my father. Planning to steal your inheritance through a fake marriage between us.”“Marina?” Mateo is shaking his head. “That’s impossible. She has been my lawyer for years…”“She has been planning this for years.” I show him my father’s phone with all the messages. “She orchestrated everything Mateo. Your divorce, your move to Barcelona, us meeting. All of it.”He reads, face draining of color with each line.“And now she is dead,” Sofia says quietly. “So what happens now?”We all look at each other. Four people in a room with a body and a choice.“We call the police,” Mateo says. “Tell them the truth, well tell them it was self-defense. She threa

~Elena’s POV~I drop the phone.Marina raises the gun higher. “Pick it up, slowly.”“You’ve been working with my father this whole time? The lawsuit, the surveillance, all of it.”“Your father approached me two years ago, after Mateo’s divorce. Antonio knew Mateo’s pattern, knew the Sandoval family’s weakness for covering up scandals.” Marina steps further into the apartment. “We just needed the right plaintiff. The right circumstances. The right amount of documented evidence.”“So you…waited for Mateo to fuck another student?”“We created the opportunity. I suggested Mateo apply for the Barcelona position. Your father enrolled you in his art class. I made sure you were desperate enough financially to accept questionable arrangements.” Her smile is cold. “You were so easy to manipulate Elena. One sabotaged grant application and you were willing to pose naked for cash.”“David sabotaged my grant…”“On your father’s instructions. Antonio paid David twenty thousand euros to tank your app

I read Mateo’s words with shaking hands.*I attempted to maintain appropriate boundaries with Miss Vega after discovering she was my student. She pursued contact repeatedly. Appeared at my office uninvited. Initiated physical encounters despite my verbal objections. I take responsibility for not reporting her behavior or removing myself from the situation, but I want the record to reflect that I was not the initiator.*The words blur.Marina grabs the document. “This is coerced testimony. What did you offer him?”“Nothing. He volunteered to it.” Ruiz speaks for the first time. “Professor Sandoval is cooperating fully. Providing details of every encounter, every attempt he made to establish distance, every time Miss Vega contacted him first.”“He’s lying to save himself…”“Or he’s telling the truth and you’ve been lying to save yourself.” Morales sits again. “So here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to give us your version of events. Every detail. Every encounter. Every conversat

I’m at the police station in forty minutes.Marina meets me at the entrance, briefcase in her hand, expression grim. “Don’t say anything, not one word. They’re building a conspiracy case and every syllable will be used against you.”“There’s hotel footage. From the night I met Mateo. My father had us followed…”“I know, Rebecca sent it to the prosecutor an hour ago.” Marina pulls me aside. “Elena, that footage doesn’t help you. It shows you approaching Mateo, propositioning him, initiating everything. Combined with the office cameras showing the same pattern, it looks like you deliberately targeted him.”“I didn’t know who he was…”“But your father did. He knew Mateo would be at that bar. The PI’s report shows he had been tracking Mateo’s movements for days.” She shows me a document. “Your father knew Mateo went to that specific bar every Friday, alone, vulnerable.”My stomach drops. “You think my father sent me there? To that exact bar?”“I think your father mentioned it casually. Su

~Elena’s POV~My chest tightens. “What?”“It’s exile essentially but it clears my name. Let me start over somewhere else. London, maybe. Or New York.”“And if you don’t take it?”“Then I fight the charges. Probably go to prison for conspiracy I didn’t commit. Evidence is circumstantial but damning…the emails, the phone calls, the timing. Isabella made sure it looks real.”I sink onto my apartment floor. “When do you have to decide?”“Twenty-four hours. They need an answer by tomorrow night.”“What do you want to do?”“I don’t know. If I leave, I will lose you. If I stay, I lose everything else.” His voice breaks. “So I’m asking…if I stay and fight, will you wait, or is this already over?”The question I’ve been avoiding.“I don’t know,” I admit. “My father tried to destroy us while pretending to support us. Your family actually destroyed us while being honest about it and we…” My voice cracks. “We destroyed ourselves by being too selfish or too stupid or too desperate to stop.”“So th

Haanshil Manor's medical wing smelled like antiseptic and blood, and Hart was getting really tired of watching people get stitched up because of decisions he'd made.He sat next to Mira's bed while a pack healer checked her vitals, his hand wrapped around hers like he could physically keep her safe through sheer stubborn will."I'm fine," Mira said for the third time, though her voice still shook. "Hart, seriously, I'm not hurt. Stop looking at me like I'm about to break.""You were kidnapped by werewolves and held hostage in a building that exploded," Hart said flatly. "I'm allowed to be worried."Across the room, Lewis sat with Sera, who'd been given enough sedatives to knock out a horse and was finally sleeping.Her broken arm was splinted, her other injuries bandaged, and Lewis hadn't let go of her hand since they'd gotten back."She thinks she hallucinated all of it," Lewis said quietly, his eyes red from crying or smoke or both."The healers said the trauma combined with the sed

The warehouse had turned into absolute chaos, all blood and violence and the sounds of wolves dying, and Hart was pretty sure this was the worst rescue mission in the history of rescue missions.He pressed Mira and Sera against the wall near the jammed elevator, using his body to shield them while Lewis frantically tried to pry the doors open with a piece of metal pipe."It's not working!" Lewis shouted over the sounds of combat. "The mechanism's completely destroyed!""Then we find another way out," Hart said, scanning the warehouse floor.Cole and Liam were still fighting near the center, both in wolf form now, a blur of black fur and golden eyes and violence that made Hart's stomach turn.Jethro and the strike team were holding off the BlackY Wolves, but they were outnumbered and losing ground fast.Through the bond, Hart felt Cole's pain when Liam's claws raked across his shoulder, felt his rage when three BlackY Wolves tried to attack from behind.The totem mark on Hart's wrist b

The inside of the factory was filled with bones and dried blood, which was exactly as horrifying as Hart expected.The BlackY Wolf led them through corridors that seemed designed specifically to be nightmare fuel, all exposed pipes and flickering lights.Lewis stayed close enough that Hart could hear his breathing, fast and shallow like he was fighting panic.Jethro walked behind them with the casual confidence of someone who'd done this a hundred times, but Hart could feel the tension radiating off him through the bond connection that apparently extended to Cole's Beta."Third floor," the BlackY Wolf said, gesturing toward a freight elevator that looked like it hadn't been inspected since the industrial revolution. "Liam's waiting.""Of course he is," Hart muttered, because apparently supernatural kidnapping came with dramatic flair.The elevator groaned upward with sounds that suggested it might give up and kill them before they even reached Liam, which would be an incredibly anticl

The war room in Haanshil Manor was giving the tension vibe, and Hart was pretty sure he was about to start a fight with an Alpha werewolf over the absolutely non-negotiable fact that he was going on this rescue mission whether Cole liked it or not."Six hours," Jethro said, spreading surveillance photos across the massive table."That's how long our scouts estimate before Liam executes one of them as a message.The warehouse is here, the eastern industrial district, third floor heavily guarded by approximately thirty BlackY Wolves."Hart's hands clenched on the table edge, staring at the abandoned factory complex in the grainy images.Mira was in there somewhere, probably terrified, and Sera didn't even know werewolves existed which meant she was dealing with a nightmare she couldn't even process.Lewis looked like he was about two seconds away from either breaking down or breaking something. "We can just go in, and get them out. So what's the problem?""The problem is it's an obvious

Dawn broke over the neutral territory like the world's worst morning, all grey sky and cold wind that carried the scent of violence waiting to happen.Hart stood between Jethro and Lewis, wrapped in a jacket that smelled like Cole and trying very hard not to throw up from anxiety and the residual heat symptoms."This is barbaric," Lewis said for the fifth time, filming everything on his phone because apparently supernatural secrecy was less important than documentation."We should call the actual police, or the FBI, or I don't know, animal control?""The police can't help with werewolf law," Jethro said, his eyes fixed on the clearing where Cole stood waiting, already shirtless despite the cold because apparently werewolf duels had a dress code."And if you try to leave this area before the duel is finished, the perimeter guards will knock you unconscious and drag you back."Hart's wrist throbbed where the totem mark was under his skin, and he could feel Cole across the distance.The

Twenty-four hours after Liam's ultimatum, Hart discovered that werewolf heat cycles were not, in fact, a metaphor, and he was going to murder Cole Haanshil for downplaying exactly how bad this was going to be."I'm fine," Hart lied through gritted teeth, clutching the edge of the bathroom sink while his entire body felt like it was burning from the inside out.His reflection looked like hell, his pupils is wider, and he was sweating through his third shirt of the day."Perfectly fine, nothing to worry about.""You're absolutely not fine," Lewis Sekwig his Bestfriend said from the doorway with crossed arms, he's wearing his investigative journalist face that meant he was mentally cataloging everything for the exposé he'd probably write if they survived this."You look like you're dying, and also I just watched you nearly tackle Cole in the hallway because apparently you can smell him from three floors away now."Hart splashed cold water on his face, which helped for approximately four

Sage shifted back into her naked human form. “Now you know.”“How many of you are there?” Sarah asked. Her voice was barely a whisper.“Thousands. All over the world. We have existed alongside humans for millennia.” Sage put her clothes back on. “We’re not a threat. We just want to live in peace.”“People need to know. The government…”“They will panic, hunt us and probably start a war.” Kade stepped forward. “Is that what you want? Mass hysteria? Military hunting civilians? Because that’s what happens if you expose us.”Sarah picked up her gun. Put it in her holster with shaking hands. “I have evidence. Lab results. Video. I can’t just ignore it.”“You can if you want to prevent bloodshed.” Victoria spoke up. “Detective, there are supernatural councils that maintain peace between species. Exposure laws exist for a reason. To protect both sides.”“Species?” Sarah looked sick. “What else exists? Vampires? Demons?”“Many things you don’t want to know about.” Victoria moved closer. “Let

They had twelve hours to pack before the convoy left for Montana.Sage stood in the penthouse looking at everything they’d built. Furniture, photos, a life, all of it being abandoned.She grabbed a duffel bag and started throwing in clothes, medical supplies, basically things she couldn’t replace.Kade was in his office destroying documents. Anything that could connect the pack to supernatural activity. Bank records, pack registries, communications with other Alphas.“The clinic,” Sage said. “We can’t just leave it.”“Jenny will run it. She is human, Sarah can’t touch her.” Kade fed another stack of papers into the shredder. “I have transferred funds to an account in her name. Enough to keep it operating for years.”“What about the asylum wolves?”“They are coming with us, all of them.” He stopped shredding and looked at her. “Everyone who wants sanctuary gets it. No one gets left behind.”By dawn they had twenty vehicles packed. One hundred wolves ready to leave. Some were crying, th

Sage spent the night planning.The council enforcers would arrive at dawn with fifty wolves and trained executioners. There was no fighting them off.But she could run.At three AM she called Cole to the operating room. “We are evacuating. Kade, me, and anyone who wants to come. The rest stay and cooperate with the council.”“Where will you go?”“I don’t know yet. Somewhere remote and off the grid.” She looked at Kade still unconscious. “But I’m not letting them execute him in his sleep.”“You realize they will hunt you forever.”“Then we stay ahead of them.” She started disconnecting monitors. “Get me a medical van with supplies. Enough to keep him alive on the road.”“Sage, this is insane…”“I don’t care. I’m not watching my mate die because the council is scared of change.” She met his eyes. “Are you with me or not?”Cole was quiet for a moment. Then nodded. “I’m with you.”They spent two hours preparing. Medical van loaded with equipment. Twenty wolves willing to run. The rest wou

Sage screamed and ran toward him.Grey jumped from the balcony, he shifted mid-air and landed beside Kade’s fallen form.Sage got there first. She stood over Kade’s body. Her white wolf snarling at Grey’s brown one.They circled. Grey was bigger, older, more experienced but Sage was protecting her mate, her unborn child’s father.Grey lunged, Sage dodged. She countered with claws across his face.He roared and came at her harder. Got his jaws around her leg and bit down.She howled, pain shooting through her but she didn’t back down.She used her free claws to rake his eyes. He released her and stumbled back.Sage pressed the advantage, went for his throat.Grey shifted to human. Grabbed her in her wolf form. His hands around her throat. Squeezing.She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t shift without giving him more control.“I can smell the pup,” Grey said. His voice was cold. “Half-blood breeding more half-bloods. Disgusting.”He squeezed harder.Sage’s vision started going dark.Then Grey

Kade landed in Seattle six hours later and went straight to the hospital.He found Sage in the ICU waiting room. She had showered and changed but she looked exhausted. Dark circles under her eyes. Hands shaking from all the stress.“And Dana?” he asked.“She’s still critical. They think she will survive but it’s close.” Sage stood and moved into his arms. “The others are stable. Lisa’s leg is set. The silver bullet wounds are infected but healing.”“And the council?”“Victoria called. They are sending enforcers to execute us for exposure. Maybe in twelve hours from now.” She pulled back. “The video is everywhere. News outlets are calling it a hoax but people are questioning. Detective Sarah knows it’s real.”Kade felt rage building. Cold and focused. “Where is Grey?”“We don’t know. He disappeared after the attack.” She grabbed his arm. “What are you thinking?”“I’m thinking Grey declared war. So I’m going to finish it.” He pulled out his phone. “Cole get everyone together. Full war c

The raid was three days ago and they were still cleaning up. Still waiting for Sarah’s next move.The day passed normally, she saw patients at the clinic, checked on the asylum wolves and had dinner with Beth and Riley.By ten PM she was exhausted, she went to the penthouse to sleep.Her phone rang at eleven thirty with Riley’s name on the screen.“The apartment building is under attack,” he said. No preamble. “Firebombs. Hunters. We need everyone.”Sage was moving before he finished, she grabbed her medical bag, keys and ran for the elevator.She called Cole on the way. “Get every fighter to the apartments now.”“I’m already moving, five minutes out.”Sage broke every speed limit getting there. She could see smoke from two blocks away. Orange flames licking out of second story windows.The street was chaos. Wolves jumping from burning building. Hunters in tactical gear waiting below with guns. Silver bullets.Sage parked and shifted immediately. Her white wolf hit the pavement runnin