Novels by Esther pen

Olivia’s POVI stood still in the doorway of the grand hall, my eyes still fixed on the last person I thought I would never see again.Brielle was the woman who Damien had said was dead but there she was, in a flowing, emerald gown, her blond hair falling over her shoulders and her mouth smiling smugly, causing a sudden bolt of rage to pulse through me.“Well, well,” Brielle said, tilting her head as she looked at me with bemused disdain. “I heard Damien has been losing sleep because of you,” She paused to get my attention, “I have to say that I was interested in the woman who got him this desperate.” She slowly stepped forward, glancing at the little boy standing next to me. “Who do we have here?” Her gaze darkened. “Is this Damien’s bastard son?”I was so furious that I hardly noticed my own motion as the sound of my palm meeting Brielle’s cheek rang through the hall.“You dare hit me?” Brielle flared, her face snapping to the side from the strength of the slap. In slow motion, I

Olivia’s POVBeta Austin stood beside the dining table with his hand crossed and eyes fixed on me. Before me, sat a steaming dish of roasted meat sauce and fresh bread, which hadn’t even been touched.“I do not need your food, I just want to return to my Pack with my son. Is that too much to ask for?” I quizzed, refusing to eat the meal being served to me. Austin sighed like he had been waiting for this resistance. “I cannot do you that favor, Olivia,” He said calmly.“Then please leave… Take your food. ” I turned away, patting Jeremy’s head as though the conversation had ended.Austin looked at me for a long moment wondering the next action to take. He had braced himself for hostility but the weariness hiding beneath my strong façade startled him. He sighed as his voice immediately took on a softer tone. “Just eat something,” He urged again. “You’re not doing yourself or your son any favors by not taking care of yourself,” He added thinking I was going to get hooked on that but I

Alpha Damien’s Demands."He's a lunatic, Jeremy," Olivia spat, her words cutting through me like a knife. Time seemed to freeze as I struggled to process what she'd just said.I'd fantasized about this moment, meeting my son for the first time. But I never expected Olivia to look at me like I was crazy, like I was clinging to a fantasy.I took a step forward, my throat tightening. "Olivia..."But she cut me off, her grip on Jeremy's hand tightening. "Stay away from us."The words stung, but I knew I had to push through. "Simeon is not his father, I am," I declared, my voice firm.Olivia's eyes flashed with hatred. "You don't have the right to stop me."But before things escalated further, the air was filled with the scent of hostile wolves from the Black Thorn pack. Growls echoed through the clearing, and my pack sprang into action."Take your son to safety!" I barked at Olivia, my voice urgent.For a moment, she hesitated, conflict written all over her face. Then, she clutched Jeremy

Shadows of the pastI stood frozen, my wrists bound by cold metal ropes. The warriors on either side of me dragged me through the forest. The air was damp and smelled of moss and pine. My jaw was clenched, my mind racing.Damien. Just his name made my blood boil. I was so angry when I heard it. Now, I was being dragged back to him like a prisoner.We came out of the forest and into the pack's territory. The massive gates loomed ahead, shining in the moonlight. My stomach twisted, but I kept my head high. I wouldn't show weakness. Not in front of him.The pack's homes and buildings were neat and well-kept. Warriors stood in lines, watching me. Some looked curious, others admiring. A few seemed wary, but none spoke.I was pulled to a stop in front of them. They bowed, like I was an important guest. Damien stood at the top of the steps, watching me."You brought me here," I said sharply. "Get to the point."Damien's eyes flickered with amusement. He gestured, and the warriors released me

Olivia's POV.5 years laterI knelt down beside my son, his small hand clutching my arm tightly. His big ocean eyes, so much like his father's, with a spark of unshed tears."Please, Mama, don't go!" he cried, his voice breaking.I brushed my fingers through his dark curly hair. "I have to, baby. I promised to protect our pack and your father."He looked up at me, his eyes pleading. "But you promised me too. You promised you wouldn't fight anymore."I pressed a kiss to his forehead, trying to steady my heavy breath. "I'll come back to you, I swear."Behind me, the pack warriors stood, their worried faces etched in my mind without needing to turn around. Killian, my second-in-command, spoke up."My Luna, you shouldn't do this. It's a trap."I inhaled sharply, rising to face them. "I have to."Killian stepped forward, his jaw tight. "We'll wait for reinforcements. If we rush in now—""There's no time," I cut in.He exhaled sharply, frustration crossing his face. "My Luna, think about y

Chapter 5Finding Refuge and Becoming LunaOlivia's POVI stared at the stranger, trying to wrap my head around what he was saying. "You're offering me a place to stay with your pack?" I asked, wanting to make sure I'd heard him right.He nodded, his golden eyes shining in the moonlight. "You need protection," he said.I paused, unsure of what to do. Part of me was desperate for a safe place to call home, but another part of me was wary of trusting someone I barely knew. No one had ever offered me kindness without expecting something in return. Especially not after everything I'd been through.I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of insincerity. But all I saw was genuine concern."Why are you doing this for me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.His expression softened. "Because you need help," he said. "And I think you're worth saving."I felt a lump form in my throat. No one had ever been this kind to me before. In that moment, I knew I had a choice to make. I coul