Nobela ni Pwemi

Crystal's POV"What does he want with us?" Luna asked.No one answered.The question settled over the dining room like a dark cloud before it rains heavily. Only moments ago, laughter had echoed through these walls of the villa. Now, the silence felt almost unbearable.Alejandro's fingers tightened around mine beneath the table. Protectively.His jaw was clenched so hard I could see the muscle moving beneath his skin.The guard remained standing with his head lowered."He only asked that I deliver his message, Alpha."Alejandro didn't even look at him."My answer hasn't changed."The guard hesitated."He said... he knows he has no right to ask."A bitter laugh escaped Alejandro."For once... he's right."The guard bowed."I'll inform the prison right away."He turned and left.The heavy doors closed behind him.Silence.No one reached for their food.No one moved.It was as though the mention of one man had dragged every terrible memory back into the room.I looked around the table.

Crystal's POVMorning came softly.Not with fear.Not with dread.With warmth.For the first time in longer than I could remember, I woke without my heart racing.Without wondering whether today would be another day of pretending not to love him.Something heavy rested around my waist.Strong.Warm.Possessive.I smiled before I even opened my eyes.Alejandro.His arm tightened instinctively the moment I stirred, as though even asleep his wolf refused to let me drift too far away.A quiet laugh escaped me."You find something amusing?"His voice was rough with sleep.I turned carefully.His hair was slightly messy, his eyes still half closed, and somehow the Alpha who terrified entire packs looked impossibly boyish lying beside me."I was wondering," I whispered, "if you ever planned on letting me out of bed."He frowned thoughtfully."No."I blinked."No?""No."His answer came so seriously that I burst into laughter.The sound filled the room.Real laughter.Not forced.Not hiding t

CHOSENCrystal’s POVI don’t remember how we made it to the bed.Only that Alejandro wouldn’t let go of my hand for even a second.As though he feared that if he loosened his grip, I would disappear again.The suitcase still sat near the door, abandoned and half-zipped, but neither of us looked at it anymore.Nothing else existed.Not the house.Not the past.Not the years we had wasted fighting ourselves.Just him.Just us.Alejandro stood in front of me, both hands framing my face, his forehead pressed against mine while we struggled to breathe normally again.His eyes were red.Not from anger.From emotion.From finally breaking.“I almost lost you,” he whispered.The ache in his voice nearly shattered me all over again.“You did lose me,” I said softly. “Over and over.”Pain flashed across his face instantly.Not defensive.Not offended.Just devastated.“I know,” he rasped.The honesty of it hurt worse than excuses ever could.My fingers trembled as I touched his jaw. “Why was lov

Chapter 117 — When Daughters BreakCrystal’s POVRunning back to my room, I didn’t realize I was crying at first.It started quietly, tears slipping down my face, landing on the clothes in my hand, blurring my vision as I packed pieces of my life into a suitcase that suddenly felt too small for all this pain.Every breath hurt.Alejandro’s face wouldn’t leave my mind. His restraint, his distance. The way love sat so clearly in his eyes… and yet he walked away from me again.I folded another dress with shaking hands.“Enough,” I whispered to myself. “I am done begging fate.”That was when the door creaked open.I didn’t turn.I didn’t have the strength to pretend I was fine.“Crystal?” Giovanni’s… my father’s voice called softly.My shoulders shook as several emotions fought to dominate me. Grateful that such a man as Giovanni is my father. The way we would bond and talk about everything that happened to us, while we were separated. Then pain, knowing I was leaving and wouldn't experie

Crystal’s POVI didn’t sleep.I lay there staring at the ceiling, listening to the house breathe around me. Every little sound felt louder than it should be. My phone was on the bedside table, screen facing up, like it could ring at any moment.Tomorrow.The word kept playing in my head until my eyes finally closed.Morning light crept through the curtains, thin and pale. It didn’t warm the room, it pressed against my skin like a warning for me to wake up.The shower ran too hot, then too cold. I stood under it anyway, counting the cracks in the wall as steam gathered and slid down the tiles. My reflection in the mirror looked unfamiliar—eyes dull, mouth set too tight. I brushed my hair in short, uneven strokes. The brush slipped once, clattered into the sink. I didn’t bend to pick it up right away.My fingers refused to stay still. They trembled as I buttoned my blouse, missed a button, and tried again. The clock ticked louder than it should have. Each sound felt final, like it was t

Chapter 115The Truth in StrandsCrystal’s POVFor a moment, Gabrielle’s words just hung in the air. The meaning of what she had said was heavy in my heart.Giovanni.The name alone made my heartbeat quicken. Not from fear… but from something deeper, something I didn’t yet have the courage to name or confront, yet it made me excited. Luna was already sealing the last paper packet when she looked up, her expression was unreadable.What could she be thinking about?“Then we finish it,” she said, breaking me out of my thoughts. “We can’t stop halfway.”I nodded, even though my palms had begun to sweat. “How are we going to get his hair?”Gabrielle smirked mischievously. “Leave that to me.”“Gabrielle!!!” I sighed while rolling my eyes.“What do you have in mind?”“Just follow me.” She said smiling like a child about to cause havoc.Laughing out loud, I followed. We moved quietly through the hallway, the air humming with tension and excitement. Giovanni was in the study, sitting by the

Karma’s POVThe months that followed were more exhausting than I had imagined. Investigations continued, court proceedings dragged on, and the truth behind everything that had happened at Save the Needy Hospital slowly came to light.Nile was taken to a psychiatric facility, and I remember visiting him once. It was one of the strangest and most disturbing experiences of my life. One moment, he behaved like Noah, the husband who had loved and cared for me, speaking gently and looking at me with an affection that almost made me forget the monster beneath the familiar face. The next moment, he would become Nile, laughing cynically and staring at me with an unsettling expression that reminded me of everything he had done.Sometimes, I wondered whether the man I had loved had ever truly existed, or whether I had simply fallen in love with a carefully constructed lie.The police, working alongside the FBI, eventually uncovered the people who had been working with Nile, both within the hospi

Karma's POVI stared at him, trying to recognize his face through the confusion. Then it came to me.He was one of Helena's men."You're here," I breathed, relief flooding through me so suddenly that my knees nearly gave way. "How did you find me?""We'll explain later, ma'am. We need to get you out of here."I didn't argue. I followed them into the corridor, where the chaos was even worse. Men were shouting, doors stood open, and several officers were moving.I needed to find Auntie Grace."Where is she?" I demanded as we moved. "Did you find her? Is she alive?""She's in a secured area with the others. We're taking you there now."The words were barely out of his mouth before I quickened my pace, desperate to reach her. We passed through another corridor and entered a larger room where several women and girls were gathered under the supervision of Helena's team. Some were crying, others sat silently with frightened expressions, and a few looked so exhausted that they barely reacted

Karma’s POVI followed Nile down the corridor, keeping a careful distance between us while trying to memorize every turn we took. The building was larger than I had expected, with several interconnected rooms and narrow passageways that seemed to lead deeper into the compound. The farther we went, the more uneasy I became. I had no idea where he was taking me, and although I kept looking for an opportunity to escape, I couldn't risk doing anything that might endanger Auntie Grace.Nile walked as though he owned every inch of the place. Occasionally, one of his men appeared from a doorway, nodded at him, and disappeared again without asking questions. The confidence with which they obeyed him made it clear that this wasn't an ordinary hideout.Then I heard the voices.At first, they were faint, almost indistinguishable from the sounds of people talking in another room. But as we approached a junction in the corridor, the voices became clearer. I heard a woman sobbing, followed by a fri

Karma's POVThe journey to the address Nile had sent me felt longer than it should have. I kept checking the streets through the window, trying to memorize the route, while my thoughts returned repeatedly to Auntie Grace.Was he planning to explain himself, demand something from me, or simply enjoy watching me struggle? Knowing him, it could have been all three.When the car finally stopped, I looked through the window at the building ahead. It was an isolated structure with little activity around it, and nothing about its exterior suggested what might be happening inside. I couldn't see Auntie Grace, and I had no way of knowing how many people Nile had stationed there.I got out and approached the entrance, my heart beating faster with every step.I had barely reached the doorway when two armed men emerged from the side of the building. Before I could ask who they were or explain why I had come, one seized my arm while the other grabbed me from behind."Let go of me!" I snapped, stru

Karma’s POVI had read Nile’s message so many times that I could practically recite every word without looking at my phone.The address was clear, and so was his warning. He wanted me to come alone, but if I brought another person, Auntie Grace would pay for it with her life. He had made it painfully obvious that he was willing to do whatever it took to get what he wanted from me.I couldn't afford to ignore him. Not when Auntie Grace was still missing, and I had no idea what he was doing to her or how much time she had left.Tonight, I was going to meet him.Helena and Yvonne couldn't know.Helena would never allow me to walk into a trap without trying to control every aspect of the situation, and Yvonne would probably beg me to reconsider if she discovered what I was planning. I understood their concerns, but this was personal. Nile had taken someone who had been part of my life since childhood, someone who had loved and cared for me long before I became a doctor or built a hospital.

Karma's POVShe covered her mouth, unable to respond. "I don't know what they promised you, and at this point, I don't even know if I want to know. But I want you to understand something. I trusted you with my work, my time and parts of my life that I never imagined would be used against me. You took that trust and handed it to people who have destroyed lives.""Please, Doctor."I shook my head."I'm disappointed in you, Sandra. Deeply disappointed. And I don't plan to forgive you."She lowered her face, crying silently.I felt no satisfaction watching her break down. Her tears couldn't return the years of trust she had wasted, and they certainly couldn't undo the consequences of the information she had supplied.Helena stepped forward."Do you still have the messages you received from them?"Sandra nodded. "Yes.""Where?""On a phone I keep separately.""Bring it."Sandra quietly left the room. Helena waited, her expression unreadable, while I remained near the window, trying to proc