Blessing_O

When life gives you lemons, make a lemonade….

Esme believed in this saying for as long as she could remember. These words gave her the strength and courage to live each day as it comes until she eventually became tired of making those lemonades and wished for something else. Something—different. But that only seemed wishful thinking.

Born as a noble and made an orphan after a rogue attack, Esme became the unwanted pack member of NightCrawler Pack. The once daughter of an alpha became nothing but a slave who answers to the new alpha’s family’ every beck and call.

The pack that had once adored her now ridiculed her and laughed at her mistreatment and misery. They seemed to have forgotten how her family had fought for the safety of the pack and the kingdom and even lost their lives for them. But in all this, Esme remained silent. Silently enduring and hoping that one day, her knight in shining armor would come and rescue her. That he will show up one day and take her away from the once happy place that has now become her hell.

When that day eventually came, she was rejected without a second thought and she watched as her world came crashing. Hard. Her heart caved in and lost all hope of ever finding happiness again. Or even leaving the pack. After all, what could a wolfless shifter do?

Amidst her misery, a ray of light appeared. She was blessed with a second chance mate. One whose outstretched hand she was hesitant to take, especially knowing who he was.

The Lycan's Possession

The sound of the door opening jolted Esme awake. Sitting up abruptly, a sharp, unexpected pain shot through her her, from her abdomen upwards. 


“Arh…” she winced and cried out. Her hand clutched her stomach as her expression twisted. 


“Be careful. You are not fully recovered yet,” she heard a voice that sounded familiar say, but she could recall where and who she heard it from. She scurried away when he wanted to touch her to check on her. Eyes were filled with fear, and she continued to move back, ignoring the gnawing pain in her stomach. 


He paused at that thought. His expression that had just brightened up at the sight of her waking the moment he came in, darkened. But when he saw the fear in her eyes, he sighed. 


“I won't touch you,” he said, raising his hands and stepping backward. 


Her smile