Novels by Joy Pen

Leo POVAs Leo retreated into the darkness, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness for the path he had chosen. Despite our victory and the revelation of the truth, there was still a lingering shadow of conflict that cast a pall over our newfound peace.In the days that followed, our pack worked tirelessly to rebuild and strengthen our bonds. Megan, now officially recognized as our Luna, played a pivotal role in uniting our members and healing the wounds of the past.We reached out to neighboring packs, seeking alliances and cooperation to ensure lasting peace in our territory. It was a slow and delicate process, but the shared goal of a harmonious coexistence drove our efforts.As for Leo, he remained a formidable adversary, lurking in the shadows with a burning desire for revenge. We knew that the threat he posed could not be underestimated, and we remained vigilant, ready to defend our pack at any moment.One evening, as Megan and I were seated in our private quarters, discussi

Khalid POV I returned to our pack’s territory with Megan by my side, and the moment our dude of the pack members caught sight of us, a wave of jubilation swept through the crowd. They cheered, clapped, and howled in delight, their faces filled with relief and joy. As we approached, my men and warriors surrounded us, offering their congratulations and embraces. Megan was welcomed with open arms, and it was clear that her return had brought a renewed sense of hope to our pack. Amid the celebrations, I noticed some of my closest allies looking anxious. It was clear that they had something important to share with me. I pulled them aside, Megan by my side, and asked, “What has happened while I was away? Why do you all seem so concerned?” One of my trusted warriors, Marcus, stepped forward. “Khalid,” he began, his voice grave, “while you were searching for Megan, Aaron has made a significant move. He has revealed that he has a son named Leo, and Leo is helping him plan for the upcoming b

Khalid POV The land of the dead had taken Megan from me, and the ache of her absence felt like a wound that would never heal. The spirits of the elders, whose guidance had sustained me, now seemed distant and insubstantial in the face of this profound loss. But as I stood there, a spark of determination flickered within me. The forest may have claimed Megan for now, but I could not let it have the final say. I had come too far, faced too much, to simply accept defeat. With a heavy heart, I made a silent vow to continue the journey, to find a way to bring Megan back from the land of the dead. The love and memories we shared would be my guiding light, the force that propelled me forward through the darkness. The forest’s eerie whispers and haunting spirits would not deter me. I would face whatever trials lay ahead, for Megan’s sake and for the legacy of our love. The path ahead was uncertain, but I would walk it with unwavering determination, fueled by the promise of a future where w

Aaron POV I took a deep breath, my anger still simmering beneath the surface, but now tempered by a growing sense of understanding. The spirit’s words had struck a chord within me, a reminder that my journey was not solely about seeking answers but also about confronting the tumultuous emotions that had shaped my path. With a nod of acceptance, I turned and retraced my steps, making my way back to the barrier that had initially thwarted my progress. The prismatic walls of the chamber seemed to watch over me, a silent witness to the inner turmoil I had faced. As I stood before the shimmering barrier once more, I closed my eyes and focused on the roiling anger within me. It was a storm of emotions, a tempest that threatened to consume my reason. Yet, with each breath, I sought to gain control, to understand the source of my rage. Images and memories flickered in my mind, moments of pain, betrayal, and frustration. I allowed myself to fully experience these emotions, acknowledging the

Leo POV My mother, Bridget, began to speak, her voice carrying a weight of ancient wisdom. “Long ago, in a time when our kindred packs, the Moon Pack and the Sun Pack, coexisted in harmony, there was a love that defied the boundaries of our divided world. That love was between me, Bridget, and Aaron, your father.” As my mother spoke, the ethereal surroundings seemed to shift and transform, displaying scenes from the past. I watched in awe as the story unfolded before my eyes. My love with Aaron was pure and unbreakable,” my mother continued. “But our love faced a dire challenge when my father, Alpha Cyrus, your grandfather, made a grave mistake. He believed that an alliance with a powerful dark force would grant our pack strength and dominance over the Sun Pack.” The scenes showed Alpha Cyrus making pacts with shadowy ominous figure for his gain of power and dominance, his actions leading to the outbreak of war between the Moon Pack and the Sun Pack. The devastation and suffering c

Zack’s POVI went to back to the mansion and called for Jack, the leader of the warriors. He came in after some minutes.“Greetings, alpha.” He saluted.“At ease, soldier.” I said“Any lead on the search for Kaine and Darren?” I asked.“We have searched the eastern and western perimeter fully but still no sign of either of them.” He said.“We have caught traces of them in two different locations but by the time we arrived ,it seemed they had long departed from there.” He added.I had just returned from Ruby’s place. I had confronted her about the note she left me. She claimed she knew about Annie. But Annie is dead, I thought. What is all this rumor going round that she is alive. If she were alive, I would feel her somehow. But her presence is still same. Dead to me since I was told she died. Could it be possible that she is alive? I was having mixed feelings about it. A part of me will be happy that she is still alive but another part of me is worried about the effect it will have

Chapter 122Adriana povI finally got home after being away for 7months. My wife mm must have grown grey hours missing me. I got out of the can and stood outside the house for a while before I summoned the courage to go inside the house. It's been 7 months and so much has happened. I have cried, laughed and get sad. It has been a rough time for me and I felt that was my punishment for not being a good daughter. I Knocked on the door twice before my mom finally opened the door. We both stood staring at each other for a while as year's welled down my eyes, even though I struggled not to let it fall, it was beyond my power, its not something I can do. “Look at my baby girl.” My mom said to me and hugged me, I don’t know maybe she was pretending not to know what’s going on or she was truly not aware of everything. I carried my boxes inside the house and sat on the couch. Living in a mansion 7months made me see my house differently, that’s why the rich never live in such apartment it’ll

Chapter 121Lyla povI never knew that things would be so easy for me to be. I always dreamt of a time when things would go so smoothly for me, I keep telling Tristan that the heavens wants us to get her. I hope this will prove to him that I was right after all.I heard from the doctor that the complication was too much and she must not be able to make it out alive so he had to pick between the two. I was a little hurt because Tristan picked her to survive. If he had let her die, things would have been a lot more easier. Just when I thought the fun was over I got the news last night that Adriana left the house, she said her final goodbye when the family was having dinner. I was so happy by the news that I didn't know what to do had how to express my joy so I ended up throwing myself a party. “Today will be such a good day.” I muttered to jyseif with a glass of wine with me, I found myself missing Diego, he would have been here with me celebrating my wins but he just had to go and be

Chapter 120Tristan povThe whole world finally got to know that Adriana and I had a Contract marriage but they are yet to know the things Lyla also did that's why they're quick to judge me. I told Adriana everything and she also saw the bashing going on, she had lots of hate messages that made her deactivate her accounts. But in yet to know what's on her mind and what she has concluded on doing.We haven't seen each other for two days since the news has been trending, I decided to give her space so that she can think clearly and know what decision to take, I'm not going to force her into doing something she's not interested in doing. My mom and dad has also been avoiding both of us, they no longer treat Adriana with love like they used to because they feel betrayed and fooled. I never knew things will get to this stage. It was time for dinner, I looked up several times but Adriana never came down for dinner, she's been like that since the news got out. Surprisingly my parents agre

Chapter 119Tristan povI was in the kitchen making myself coffee when I heard my phone ring, surprisingly it was my P.A.“Why is he calling? How didn't I tell him I want to stay away from work for a while?” I hesitated before I finally picked his call. “Why are you?” I was about to vent when I heard what he said to me. “What are you talking about?” I asked to confirm if what I heard was correct or I was already hearing things. I was left dumbfounded when he confirmed what he said to me, I can't believe Lyla went through my belongings when she was here. “I'll go see how things are on the internet.” I said to him and ended the call. I felt like my heart was sinking just thinking about what will happen after the news has been exposed. Then I suddenly remembered mom and dad might be with their phone. I stood up and rushed upstairs so that I could get to them before they saw the news. The moment I got to the room I sighted my mom with her phone, she looked startled with her eyes open

Chapter 118Adriana povI stared at Tristan for a while but he was not saying anything to me, he just looked like he was struggling not to cry. “Pls talk to me, what's going on? And why am I here?” I asked Tristan whilst I was still looking at his face. Tristan face could already make it obvious to me that there's something wrong but he's not ready to talk to me about it. “Hey, what matters the most is your health, you need to get better first.” Tristan said to me trying to avoid the question I asked him. I could already figure out from the way he was behaving that there's something wrong but no matter how many times I ask he's not going to answer me. I turned facing the other side of the flom so that Tristan will know that I'm upset he's lying. It's very obvious that he was avoiding the truth and no later what the problem is I know that I deserve to be told the truth. Time was slowly fading and I was still in the hospital. Still wondering why I'm laying on the bed, Tristan has no

Chapter 117Adriana pov“Hey.” I said to Tristan when I sighted him sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee with him. He turned to look at me and smiled. “How are you doing?” He asked me with a brother's smile on his face. It’s been a while since Tristan stayed long at home, so it was kind of weird having him at home today.“I’m doing great.” I replied to him excitedly and sat on the couch beside him. Tristan looked like he was very invested in what he was reading so I didn’t think it was the right time to talk to him about what happened yesterday.We were both quiet for a while, I was still sitting there thinking of how to start the conversation but I couldn’t think of any better way to bring it up. “Lyla was here.” Tristan paused what he was doing the moment he heard what I said, don’t know if my tonight was right but I just had to say something to him. “Was she allowed inside the house? I remember warning them not to let her in.” He said to me looking very worried, it felt goo

Isabella’s POV. Disapproval quickly flushed out the smile from his face when he heard that. I could see vividly that he wasn't happy at the statement and unlike him he didn't try to argue or aggressively shut them off, it was almost like he was afraid of them.Throughout my stay with him I've never seen him submit to a client before, but I wouldn't blame him though, these three men didn't look like they were giving him any option or room to divulge how he felt at all.“She is indebted to me at the moment, I can't let her go just like that..my lords, if you so desire I'll give you another better than her,” Alpha Cyrus replied with a pinch of helplessness in his tone as he tried to reason with them.“Let's not prolong this discussion any further. How much is the debt… we'll pay and because we're generous we will double the price” Hickel spoke out with irritation lingering in his tongue.That was already enough to satisfy his avarice and as I thought he agreed without further questions.

The room seemed to spin and close in on me as I stood rooted to the spot, my eyes locked with theirs. Up close, they were even more handsome than they appeared at the club. My breath hitched, and I felt my knees buckle. The sensation of attraction returned, and I gulped while maintaining eye contact.“Take off your mask, Isabelle,” the dark-haired one spoke, his eyes squinting at me, triggering a peculiar feeling in my stomach. Yet, I was surprised—surprised that he knew my name. I wondered if they all did because Alpha Cyrus had given us instructions not to reveal our names to his clients.“How did you…”“You are our mate… We had to find out about you,” another replied, cutting me off guard. Then it clicked. Everything fell into place, and suddenly it all made sense.The feelings I experienced when we first locked gazes back at the club, the sexual urge and attraction that pulled me towards them—now it all made sense. These handsome men were my mates!For a while, I remained silent,

The blaring music from the speakers resonated through the air, each passing minute causing my heart to ache. My palms grew sweaty, and the daunting stare from Vera intensified my apprehension. She chewed gum, her eyes fixated on me through the slits of the black mask she wore. The gaze lingered only briefly before she looked away.Clad in red G-strings, revealing body suits, stockings, and heels, we awaited the arrival of the guests. The distant sounds of whistling and cheers indicated their presence. A feeling in the pit of my stomach hinted that tonight might be different from the rest. Nevertheless, I took a deep breath, reassuring myself that everything would be alright.But how could anything be more different than this? There were moments when I wished for rescue, but in the end, they remained mere delusions. The harsh reality persisted—I was destined to be the Alpha’s whore, with no escape in sight.From the corner of my eyes, I spotted Vera approaching, and my heart raced even

With the sheets modestly covering my chest, I gazed at my discarded lacy underwear strewn across the floor. Clutching the sheets tightly, I absorbed the early morning sunlight filtering through the curtain blinds.“Here,” a masculine voice shattered the silence, compelling me to look at a man dressing in shorts, a selfsatisfied smile on his face. He gestured toward a wad of cash on the bed. In his late thirties, his lustful gaze left me silently cursing.“That’s your tip,” he added. Approaching, I reached out to take it, but he halted my hand just an inch away. “What’s your name?” he inquired, and I swallowed nervously.“I’m not permitted to say,” I replied. His grip on my hand tightened, a frown settling on his face. Despite my wince of pain, he paid no heed, his hold growing even tighter.“Now, that’s not how to treat a regular customer.” He replied while forcing a smile. “Do you want me to tell the Alpha how rude you are?” he asked and I swallowed as I shook my head.“No, please.”

Isabella’s povShe grabbed me by the hair, her eyes filled with resentments before she spat into my face and shoved my head down the wooden cabin floor.My face was bruised and bleeding and I could hear her mumbling before she flung a piece of rag at me. Looking up to meet her gaze, two consecutive slaps landed on my cheeks, dulling my sight for a few minutes.“How dare you spill water on the floor?!” She yelled while I fought back tears from the stinging slap.Her hands shook beside her and I could tell she had much to say. She never really liked me to begin with, my aunt never liked me.Aunt Linda, as I used to call her, was my mother’s sister. She was yet to be married and while she loved my mother, she always despised me as she accused me of being the death of her.My mother had died, giving birth to me, and after being out in the care of my aunt, my father left and never returned. I never knew or will ever know what he looks like. There was not a single photograph of him, to reme

CHAPTER 116Laughter echoed through the vast dining room, soft music playing in the background as the aroma of rich Italian food mixed with the warmth of candlelight and clinking glasses. It was a rare moment—one filled with peace, love, and celebration.Mia had arrived that evening, dressed in a simple but elegant green dress that complimented her eyes. She hugged Amelia tightly, her heart full as she whispered, “You’re glowing.”Amelia smiled. “Thank you for coming.” "I somehow thought that I wasn't going to get invited though. I almost wrote your offense down." The two of them laughed and hugged each other again. "Alright ladies, listen up. Delivery is here." Tracy whistled as she walked in with Alessandro and Mike with drinks already in hand. The table was full of food, drinks, and an endless flow of laughter that only close bonds could create.“I still can’t believe this place,” Tracy said, spinning around with her glass of red wine. “I mean, wow. Is this a castle or wha

CHAPTER 115“What?” Tracy's voice shot up like a spark in a quiet room. “HE IS A MAFIA???”Her eyes widened with a blend of disbelief and horror as she stared at her sister, barely able to process what she had just heard. Amelia sat calmly on the edge of the bed, her expression soft but tired—like someone who had finally let go of a burden she’d carried for too long.Tracy jumped to her feet, pacing a short distance before turning sharply. “You can’t be serious right now. Are you telling me that the man you’re with—Alessandro—is part of the mafia? Like the actual mafia?”Amelia sighed, nodding slowly. “Yes. He is. But it’s not like that of the wicked Mafia. He’s different now, Tracy. You have to understand.”Tracy just blinked at her, her lips parted, but no words came out. When she finally found her voice, it came out in a bitter, breathless whisper. “Amelia... why didn’t you tell me this earlier? What if something had happened to you? What if you had died? How was I supposed to know

CHAPTER 114A full month had gone by.The storm had finally passed. The chaos, the close calls, the sleepless nights filled with fear and uncertainty… all of it now felt like a distant nightmare. The house was peaceful again. The sun poured into the kitchen like warm honey, slipping through the wide windows and stretching across the marble counters.But peace didn’t mean Alessandro’s mind was quiet.He stood before the stove, brows furrowed, eyes glued to the frying pan like it had personally offended him. A spatula in one hand, an open cookbook in the other, and a look of complete helplessness smeared across his gorgeous face.Amelia descended the stairs, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, her silk robe brushing lightly against her bare legs.“Good morning,” she said with a yawn. "Good morning, Princess." He replied. She froze halfway through the last step when she saw him. "What… are you doing?” she asked him. Alessandro straightened like a guilty schoolboy, dropping the spat

CHAPTER 113The news of Luca's arrest swept through the compound like wildfire, but nowhere did it hit harder than the heart of Isabelle. She stood in her lavish bedroom, dressed in a silk robe that had once made her feel powerful—now it felt like a flimsy veil barely holding back the storm inside her."What do you mean he's been arrested?!" she shrieked at one of the guards who stood stiff at the door, refusing to meet her blazing eyes."Ma'am... it was Alessandro. He ordered the arrest after the incident with the fire and—" "What about my father?" "He...we can't find him yet because we don't know...""What do you mean by you can't find him? Is this how you were trained? You betrayals! When things were going wild, why didn't you do anything, huh?! You guys are nothing but disappointments! Get the fuck out!" Isabelle threw the nearest glass vase against the wall, shattering it with a loud crash that echoed down the hall.She stormed back to her mirror, her chest heaving. Her

CHAPTER 112The flames started in the west wing.No one noticed at first. There was too much noise in the ballroom—guards restraining Luca, Isabelle sobbing, Vincent pacing with his hands clenched so tightly his knuckles were bloodless. The guests were herded out by confused ushers, their whispered speculations louder than their footsteps. But above them all, a scent had begun to creep in.Smoke.By the time Vincent realized it, it was already too late."What—what's that smell?"A scream came from the corridor.Then another.Someone burst into the ballroom, shouting, "Fire! The west wing is on fire!"Panic ignited faster than the flames.Chairs screeched back, people stampeded toward the exits, and guards scrambled to maintain control. The chandelier shook from the vibrations of chaos, the floor slick from spilled wine and shattered glasses."Get everyone out," Vincent roared. "NOW!"But his voice drowned beneath the cacophony. He turned to look at Luca, only to find his son had vanis

CHAPTER 111The room was a cathedral of tension.The priest took his place between the two couples, slightly confused but too afraid to ask questions. In his decades of officiating weddings, this was his first time facing two grooms, two brides, and one room full of unspoken rage.He was, after all, in the middle of dignitaries who weren't just ordinary dignitaries but Mafias — people who weren't by what the law says,s, so he had to be very careful. Alessandro stood beside Isabelle.Luca stood beside Amelia.Their stances mirrored one another—two powerful men claiming love in the same moment, but only one held truth in his chest.The guests sat in hushed awe, some whispering, some pretending to sip from their champagne glasses while watching everything unfold with bated breath.Vincent stood at the far end of the room, arms folded, jaw tight. He had kept control for so long, but even he could feel the edges slipping. Why had Alessandro agreed so easily? Why had Amelia gone so quiet?