Joshua Ward House Novels & Stories

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'.

But as per the instructions they received, they followed the Alpha as quietly as they can. Joshua quickly turned his car towards the human city which is a couple of hours away from his pack. The wolves followed after him. Joshua parked his car just outside the city limits in front of an old run-down building. The building is old and no one would look twice at it, that's why it served as a good cover for the man hiding inside. Joshua walked inside with confidence as if he has walked this path a hundred times before, and it is not false. He climbed a huge strain case at the end of which is a huge double door. He opened the decent-looking double door which opened into a modern house.

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

Where is Ward? "Ward didn't make it out of the fire as well as you did," my father says quietly. "Apparently there was a room full of wolfsbane in the dungeons of the pack house." "Why is no one answering my fucking question?" I scream loudly. "Language, Young Lady," my father chastises me. "I don't give a fuck about my language!" I scream at them all. "Where. Is. Ward?" My mother squeezes my hand gently, grabbing my attention. "Ward is in intensive care. He inhaled too much wolfbane, his lycan couldn't heal him fast enough."

Weston had assured me the previous night that he was hiring a human to work for me as my personal bodyguard. "Good morning, sir," the man greeted Mr. Weston with a smile, before shifting his gaze to look at me. I met his black eyes and greeted him too. "Good morning." "Morning, miss," he said. Then Mr. Weston chimed in with his deep voice. "Martha, here is Joshua Brown. I hired him as your personal bodyguard to keep watch for you." "Joshua, here is Martha Roger. You have to keep watch for her at most times and follow her about—except to the bathroom and toilet. But be sure to search for any possible harm," Mr. Weston said, his voice firm and his gaze sharp.

“So you want to give them the money to be able to get Gray to safety?” I nodded. “And then… there are a lot of other things we could use some money for. Joshua needs a vehicle. Both you and Ben have unreliable ones that could use some fixing. Also… maybe you can help me understand something.” “I doubt it,” he said with a crooked smile. “I usually make things more confusing. He was joking ,but what he was saying was definitely true. “If Horace’s house is in Grandma’s forest, on her property, does he pay her rent?”

October 14, 2016 Baguio City, Philippines Thera opened the car door and got off the car when it stopped right in front of Uncle Jaime's house. Joshua inherited the house when the latter died. Her secretary, Yumi, accompanied Thera on that trip. Two sets of curious eyes, owned by two older women sitting on the side of the road. Thera wanted to roll her eyes. It was still too early to gossip; her rolex wristwatch says 9'oclock in the morning.

He turned on the ignition and headed to his father's house. The house was a very big and well designed one. A glance at it will tell that the owner was a multi billionaire. This was the house of Joshua Harper, Noah's father. Guards were stationed at strategic points to secure the house. Noah drove in and parked his car in front of the building. A guard ran up to him as he stepped out of the car. "Good evening, young master Noah," he greeted but was ignored by Noah. He was already used to it so he continued.