Novels by 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 POV"Where are you?" Helena asked me the second time and I glanced toward Yvonne and Auntie Grace."I'm at Yvonne's." There was a brief silence on the other end. "Stay there." I frowned, surprised at what she just said. "What?""Stay where you are, Karma. Don't go home." Something in Helena's voice immediately erased the little warmth I had been feeling moments ago which immediately made me stand up. "Why?" I couldn't help but to ask."Just listen to me. Stay there. Don't leave that house." I looked toward Yvonne, who was talking to Auntie Grace in the kitchen. I didn't want them to hear this conversation."Helena, what happened?""I'll explain, but I need you to make sure you and everyone in that house stay there until I either come there by myself or I send over protection.""Why are you talking like this?" I asked her, my heart beating faster than usual, why would she send across protection I thought to myself. "Because I have a reason." I swallowed. "Give me a minute." I

Karma's POVIt had been a while since I last visited Yvonne. The last time I saw her was at my wedding and that felt like a lifetime ago.So much had happened since then that sometimes I wondered how I had managed to fit so much into such a short period.I parked in front of the house and remained in the car for a few seconds. I didn't want to think about any of it today.I just wanted to see Yvonne and I also wanted to see Auntie Grace too. I missed them. I got out of the car and walked toward the house. Before I could knock properly, the door opened.Yvonne stood there and the moment she saw me, her face lit up. "Little Karma!" I smiled. "Yvonne."She pulled me into a tight hug. "Look at you! You finally remembered us." I laughed softly. "Of course I remember you.""Hmm. You got married and disappeared.""I didn't disappear.""You did." She pulled away and looked at me from head to toe. "You hardly come around anymore.""I've been busy.""That's what people say when they are avoidin

Karma's POVThe drive was quiet. Not the uncomfortable kind of quiet, though.Neither Helena nor I spoke much as we drove toward the building where she had been carrying out her investigations.I had been there before, the abandoned building. The place that didn't look like anything from the outside, but held more secrets than most official buildings ever could.I stared through the window as the familiar structure came into view,.nothing had changed. The old walls, the faded exterior and the almost deserted surroundings.Yet somehow, knowing what was happening around me made the place feel different. Roland pulled up behind us in my car.I got out of Helena's vehicle and waited for him to hand me my keys. "Thank you," I said.He nodded. "Of course, Doctor."I turned toward the building and Helena was already walking inside so I followed..The moment I stepped through the entrance, I noticed a few familiar faces, I saw them the last time I was here even though it was against my will.S

Helena's POVI sat alone in the office I use when I'm in this hospital, staring at the screen where I could watch what was going on in the operation theatre..Karma had been inside for some time. I know she knows what to do, she has to do it so that it doesn't draw suspicion.I had given her the evidence, brought the man here and made sure there was no connection between him and Karma. Now, all I could do was wait, I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes.I had spent years believing the law could protect people. I was a judge.I had spent most of my life sitting behind a bench, listening to evidence, weighing testimonies and deciding whether someone was guilty or innocent. But somewhere along the way, I had discovered how easily the system could be manipulated.Money could silence victims, power could erase evidence, connections could make cases disappear and some of the people I had trusted were monsters hiding behind respectable titles.That was why Karma's existence in this ar

Karma's POVThe routine continued, at least, that was what it looked like from the outside.I woke up beside Noah and I made breakfast, then we talked about ordinary things.He kissed me before leaving the house, and I smiled as though nothing had changed, but everything had changed.I knew about Nile now, or at least, I knew what Gaius believed. I had seen the video with my own eyes, I couldn't unsee it nor could I unhear it.Yet every morning, I looked at the man beside me and acted as though I knew nothing.Because until I had proof, I wasn't going to confront him. If Noah really was Nile, then I needed to know exactly what kind of man I was dealing with. Although it was a bit obvious the type of person he was, considering he killed his brother. But he has been good to me all these years.And if Gaius was wrong, I wasn't going to destroy my marriage over suspicion.So I watched, listened and I pretended..Noah didn't seem to notice anything different.He remained the same loving hus

Karma's POVBy the time I got to the hospital, my mind was already running through a hundred possibilities. Detective Hale's voice kept replaying in my head.Come to the hospital. Immediately.I drove faster than I normally would, but I was careful not to attract attention. I still didn't know what had happened, and the fact that Hale refused to explain anything over the phone made my stomach twist.When I arrived, I noticed several police vehicles parked near the entrance and my heart sank.Something was seriously wrong. I got out of my car and walked inside.The hospital felt different.Even though it had already been closed to normal operations, there was always some movement from investigators and the few staff members who still came in when necessary. But that morning, the atmosphere was heavier.Several investigators stood in the corridor, speaking quietly among themselves, nobody looked relaxed. I found Detective Hale standing outside my office.The moment his eyes met mine, I