Joshua Ward House Novels & Stories

Josh’s POV I tore through the front doors of my father's mansion, tracking mud and rainwater across the pristine marble foyer. My chest was still heaving and burning, the adrenaline from my father's office vibrating in my hands. "Where is Ada?" I demanded, my voice cutting through the quiet house like a whip. The head housekeeper jumped, her eyes darting to my soaked clothes. "Master Joshua... Miss Ada hasn’t returned since you both left this morning. We assumed she was with you."

The Warchester family members were almost in disbelief. Others might not know, but as members of the Warchester family, they knew how much Joshua valued that token. Not only did he always carry it with him, but he even kept it on while he showered!

“Then I would delay Lana for a week so I can flee when our Alvira is saved and our plan is exposed. I will get in touch with you, be prepared.” “One more thing.” “What is it?” “I would send some men I can trust to be with her so she wouldn’t be harmed by Lana’s men.” “Of course, I can do that, I can help you swap the men so her escape with you would be easier.” Jared sighed with relief, “That’s good. Thank you, Josh.” “No need to be so polite, it’s all business. I will get back to you later.” Josh said before hanging up. He looked at the city, which had no idea he was living in one of the tallest buildings while they looked for him in all the shady places, he thought and smiled. Soon he woul

Meanwhile. Joshua is having a hard time to sleep since it's a new place. So having a walk, he gets out of the room and heads towards the kitchen until he notices three guards coming downstairs and another three guards walking upstairs. He has noticed there have more than twenty guards around this house which makes him feel weird. Why would a residential area have lots of guards? Wondering, he walks into the kitchen. To observe everything, he needs to be all ears and open eyes. Something is going on, and he can see it.

The werewolf packs were all connected through the same network, and with Lucas being the Beta of a powerful pack, this was practically a public bounty on me in the werewolf world. Noah shut off the news and raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry. Our institute has excellent security. This report will disappear soon. We'll erase your tracks too—no matter how sharp your ex-mate's senses are, he won't be able to find you." I relaxed slightly. But my phone rang just as I started settling into my new life in Wolfen Kingdom. Lucas was calling. I had blocked him from our mindlink, but I had forgotten to block his number.

And that probably explains Joshua's phone which was found under the couch earlier. Five minutes later, I found myself sitting on one of the wooden chairs in Alpha Marcos' visitor lounge while waiting for him to appear. Compared to my previous visit, the entire house only has a few werewolf guardians roaming around. But tonight says the other way around. My wolf could not help but notice the werewolf guardians were no longer roaming around when there were a lot of them surrounding the house as though they have been tripling their protection of the house or their alpha. My dad was once an alpha but he did not put effort to surround the house this lot compared to Marcos'.

He had lived in the wreckage of Joshua’s departure. "You idiot," Joshua hissed, his eyes stinging. "You didn't look for me, but you slept in my bed? What kind of twisted logic is that?" He slammed the journal shut. He needed to get out. The walls were closing in, the scent of Richard’s regret cloying in his throat. He turned to leave, but his hip caught the edge of the tall mahogany wardrobe. A small, black plastic square rattled against the wood. Joshua stopped. He crouched down, his fingers searching the underside of the wardrobe’s crown molding. He found the magnetic strip. He pulled.

“It’s so late now. Why are you coming over at this hour?” “I don’t have anywhere else to go, so I’ll be sleeping at your place tonight.” Jude froze for a moment, then chuckled. “Dude, you have a wife waiting for you at home and a mistress, too. How could you possibly not have any place to go?” Joshua frowned but did not reply. Instead, he immediately hung up the phone without saying another word. Jude realized that Joshua had hung up and shot his phone a murderous glare. Half an hour later, Joshua arrived at Jude’s house and knocked on his door. Jude opened the door with a yawn, still wearing his pajamas. “What a coincidence. Just after I got off the phone with you, I received news about the

- LOUISA - I've never seen Ward like this. Not at Huntington Manor. Not even when I was punched. He's perfectly still. And then all of a sudden his hand darts out. He grabs the magazine off of the rack. Tears through the pages. They didn't even bother to come up with a different title for the accompanying article. They just repeat the same, cold phrase across the top of the page. Edward Carolson: Dead at 58.

"You don't know what you're talking about." "I know exactly what I'm talking about. That secure property you were trying to sell her on? That place with the armed guards and the biometric locks? That's not a home. That's a facility your family put together so you could isolate her, trap her, and take the power of the white wolf for yourselves." Joshua's mouth opened and then closed. His eyes darted to the side like he was calculating something, running numbers in his head, trying to figure out how much I actually knew.