Novels by Justina

Avery's POVThe car ride felt longer than usual. Avery sat in the back seat, clutching the envelope that held the DNA test results. Her fingers trembled slightly, but her grip never loosened. Outside, the streets passed by in a blur, and she couldn't even hold a memory of any place or thing she was looking at. Inside her chest, her heart was beating faster and everything felt painfully clear. She was going back to the place she had never truly called home; the Wellesley estate. Not even when she was supposed to be Henry Wellesley's wife. Not even when she lived under its roof for a short time, before her world turned upside down.She could still remember the last time she had stepped foot inside this house. It had been Grandfather Wellesley’s birthday, a day that was supposed to be about celebration and family. But for her, it had turned into a quiet disaster. The memories came flooding back now, uninvited but sharp: the stiff smiles, the cold stares, and the tension that seemed to

Asher's POVAsher nodded. “I told him very clearly to stay away from you and the boys. Just because you have a past, that he doesn’t get to poke around your life like it still belongs to him. And he definitely doesn’t get to go near our sons.”She stared at him in shock for a moment, then her eyes dropped again.There it is. The shift in her expression he had noticed earlier. A quiet wash of relief, the tension in her frame starting to ease.But then something else crossed her face, something deeper.Guilt.“Avery?” he asked gently, crouching down in front of her. “What is it?”“I should’ve told you,” she said softly. “About him. About the talk we had that day at the park. It was just… I didn’t want to stir things. I didn’t want you to think I was hiding something. I was scared that if I said anything, it would make it real.”Asher reached for her hand. “You were protecting yourself. I get that. But you don’t have to do it alone anymore.”Her eyes met his, glassy with emotion. “I was

Asher’s POVAsher dropped Nolan off at the office before driving straight home. His hands were steady on the wheel, but inside, a storm brewed.Kelvin was a problem. Not just because of what he did to Avery in the past, but because of what he could do now. One wrong word. One slip. If he suspected the boys were his…No. Asher couldn’t allow that.The sky was already turning a dull grey when he pulled into the driveway. Avery’s car was still parked outside. Good. She hadn’t left. Not yet, because he planned on keeping them at his house for as long as it was humanly possible.He stepped inside the house, locking the door behind him. The familiar scent of home wrapped around him, soft, clean, warm. But it didn’t calm him the way it usually did.There was a soft clatter from the kitchen. He walked in and saw Avery at the counter, placing slices of fruit onto a plate. The twins sat at the table, kicking their feet under their chairs, talking quietly.Neal looked up first. “Asher!”He smile

Asher’s POV Asher’s jaw flexed. Of course he didn’t. Avery hadn’t exactly gone around handing out wedding announcements, to a wedding that didn’t happen, but Asher didn’t feel the need to correct his assumptions of being married to Avery. The fact that he didn’t know the dynamics of their relationship didn’t also give Kelvin the right to go playing detective around her life, especially not with the boys.“You didn’t know because she didn’t owe you that explanation,” Asher shot back coldly.Kelvin’s eyes widened, and he quickly added, “But we spoke—recently. Briefly. And she didn’t say a word about knowing you. She didn’t tell me you were involved. I thought she’d lost her memory or something, she said she was different. But she never once said she remembered you or anything about your life together.”Asher’s hands tightened into fists at his sides. He knew what Kelvin was implying. If he Asher was the father of the boys, then it meant that he knew Avery seven years ago and they had

Asher’s POV Kelvin walked into view. And Asher caught the full look of the man he had gotten a glimpse of at the café the day he met Avery. Still lean. Still with that fake, polished charm. His hair was slicked back. His suit crisp. But what struck Asher the most was the lack of anything behind his eyes. No guilt. No hesitation. Just confidence.He entered the room with a smile, the kind that came too easily, too polished, clearly practiced. “Mr. Storm. What an honor. I wasn’t expecting…” he began, voice smooth, almost rehearsed, as if trying to catch control of the situation before it slipped.But Asher wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries.He raised a hand, palm facing out, stopping Kelvin mid-sentence without saying a word. The gesture was quiet but firm, final. His eyes, sharp and unreadable, locked onto Kelvin’s with an intensity that made the latter visibly stiffen.“Sit,” Asher said flatly, his voice cold and controlled as he gestured toward the lone chair across from him.Kel

Asher’s POV Nolan hesitated. “That’s what some coworkers assumed. Nothing was ever confirmed. But the timing? Suspicious.” He said.Asher didn’t say anything for a moment. Gloria, the woman they had met the other day, had said the same thing. So it was possible that the reason why Kelvin had ended things with Avery was because he was with another woman. It could also be that Avery had caught them together and ended things before the disappearance.He let the silence stretch between them as the car hummed down the road. His grip on the wheel stayed firm.Kelvin hadn’t just lied to Avery, he’d hurt her in a way that made her leave everything behind. Her job. Her identity. Maybe even her own sense of self.And now, that same man had shown up at the school of the twins. Asking questions.Asher’s stomach coiled tighter with every thought. He was already driving ten miles over the speed limit. He caught the look Nolan gave him, before slowing down. Nothing would come out of him getting a s

I year later The wind blew again, this time stronger than the first. Alister adjusted the thick fur cloak on Luciana’s shoulders and smiled as she buried her head in the crook of his arms. In her condition, she wasn’t supposed to be there but she was as stubborn as him. “Do you think she’s looking down on us and regretting what she did?" Luciana mumbled. Alister sighed; he knew that Ophelia regretted what she did and that was why she had killed herself, but he didn't know whether she had found peace in the afterlife. “I hope she found peace after all”, he mumbled. “ I miss her…the kids too” Luciana said. Alister nodded. He wouldn’t admit it, but he also missed her. He had forgiven her for what she did and would have loved it if Ophelia knew that she was forgiven. They stayed that way for a while before someone cleared their throat behind them. He knew who it was even before he turned to face the person. Elijah was standing there with a white rose in his hands, Ophelia’s favorit

Alister’s POVThe fight is in full force, and so far, the Black Moon pack seems to be holding their own. He looked around the fighting ground once again and couldn’t spot his uncle Helster. He knew his uncle’s wolf by now. If Helster’s wolf wasn’t on the battlefield, then where was he?A rogue charged at him, and he pounced on the wolf, tearing its spine away from its body and killing it instantly. The more Rogues they fight and kill, the more additional Rogues charge out of the woods.He saw Elijah finishing off another rogue, and his mind linked to him.“Helster is not here; why?”Elijah turned around and shifted into his human form. He ran back to where Alister was standing, already shifted into his human form.“I wouldn't want to believe that he’s hiding." Alister said.Elijah shook his head and said, “He wants the pack; he’s not hiding. I think he wants to sneak into the pack from another border. Catch us unawares." he said.Just then, as Alister wanted to respond, Peter’s

Luciana’s POVElder Haruto is dead. Wilson had said to her last night after he had returned to his house. He was now the head of the council and would preside over their case. She felt relieved that things were indeed working in their favor.Luciana shifted in her chair. She was waiting for their case to be called, like every other person who was there. She looked around, trying to see if Alpha Reed was already there, but she didn’t see him.Maybe it was a good thing that they would meet inside and not out in the open, she didn't know if she could control herself if she saw him out there in the open.“Black Velvet Pack!" a werewolf standing by the door called.She saw an Alpha stand up and walk into the room where the hearing was being held. Their case was the next one; she had seen the order earlier when Wilson had spoken to her.She pulled the folder out and held it firmly on her lap. The future of their pack depended on her, and as much as she had been the one who had caused all th

Alister’s POVIt was hard. Knowing that his mate was somewhere in the council, doing what he was supposed to be doing, was hard. It had been hard letting her go, and even now, he had to restrict himself from entering a car and driving to the council." Daddy… I want to pee." Keita said, tapping his leg.Alister rolled his eyes, looking down at the boy. “You just did that like five minutes ago”, he mumbled.Keita frowned. “I know, but I still want to go. Mom would be upset if I peed on myself,” he said, pouting his lips.Alister shook his head. Either Keita was missing his mother and didn’t know how to communicate his feelings, or he was trying to be difficult and frustrate him. He suspected it was both.“Fine, let’s go”, he said, picking Keita up. The moment he moved to leave, Omar jumped up from the chair and followed them. Alister sighed. It was going to be hard trying to pull Omar away from him when the time came to defend the pack, and Luciana was not yet back.Thankfully, the re

Reed’s POVReed arrived at the council the next morning. He could feel his victory, and that gave him the confidence to enter the council building. He still had time before the hearing, so he decided to pay a visit to Veronica, his mother.Her office was not far from the academy. He climbed the stairs and walked down the hallway until he got to her door.He knocked twice and waited for her response before pushing the door open and entering the small office. His mother was sitting behind her desk, and she looked like she had never aged since he last saw her.Veronica lifted her head and the surprise on her face was obvious. He didn't blame her for being shocked at him standing in her office; he too would be shocked if he were in her position.Growing up, they never had the best mother-son relationship. She was more like a figure who was just there beside his father. He hated her for that—for not loving him like every other mother loved their children.She pulled the glasses off her fac

Luciana’s POVLuciana closed the zipper of her luggage with a sigh. She was ready to leave, but her heart couldn’t bear to see them all as she was leaving. She could hear the different voices gathered in her living room to bid her goodbye.She sighed and dragged her luggage out of the room, walking down the stairs.“Oh Lucia." Ophelia mumbled, coming up to her to envelope her in a huge hug. Luciana buried herself in the hug.It wasn’t that she was going away from the council for long. Hell, she was just going to be gone for two or three days, so she didn't understand why they were all acting like she was going to be gone for a year.“Take care of yourself and my boys,” she muttered close to Ophelia’s ears.Ophelia nodded her head and released her. “I will. Stay safe,” she said, taking the luggage from Luciana and carrying it outside towards the waiting car.Alister was the next one to come up to her. He was holding Omar, who had refused to let him go and was clinging to him.“You can