Jaxons POV"Jaxon" comes my father's voice over the loudness of the day's activities. The hustle and bustle of everyone enjoying themselves is what we like to achieve every once in a while."What's up Dad"Over the last year, it's been a lot easier in the pack grounds, the workload became easier at the beginning of the year, and the training grounds added new grounds to allow more people to join and that is what everyone liked when changes happened. All of this meant we could host bigger groups for training and anyone could join as well the requests just kept piling in for further activities instead of the usual training we hosted and in some ways, I believe that doing activities like games day or a scavenger hunt for the kids and parents it builds the teamwork and the independence some people lack.Having Esme around has been nothing but pure bliss for me and the team since she gave birth she's always been weary of her looks, she didn't want to put certain clothes on because of her l
Esme's POVAs the first rays of sunlight peeked through the horizon, casting an ethereal glow over the sleepy town, our footsteps barely making a sound on the floor as me and Jax head on down stairs to get a cup of coffee before going to get Reggie up. We had Planned to stay inside today with how hot it was yesterday that we wanted to start planning for the wedding happening in a matter of 13 weeks. After the birth of our little girl and I can't wait.Robyn has agreed to help me plan for this as I haven't a clue what I'm doing and I couldn't be anymore grateful to her. Since stepping down as the Luna of our pack she has had much more time of her hands and she's been doing a lot of baking or helping some of the children with their homework when she thinks no ones watching her and it's so nice to see her happy.For Robyn, caring for people, it held a special significance. As the mate and wife of the packs old Alpha, Jacob and being the pack's former Luna, she has always had a bond with t
Third person POVJaxon and Esme had been spending a lot more time together recently, with work being on a steady rhythm and the pack not needing as much from them both they have managed to snag days as just the 3 of them without being called into an emergency. For years, this is the life both Esme and Jaxon have wanted. Love, Honesty, strength and stability this fantasy has been set in their minds ever since they were young teenagers. They met at a pack gathering, well they met at Esme's previous pack in her house it was suppose to be a gathering but thankfully Alpha Dylan from the waterside pack had rejected Esme not 5 hours earlier giving her the chance at a second chance of love. From the moment their eyes met Alpha Jaxon knew that Esme was his chance to find his happiness and he loved her the moment he laid eyes on her in her house. they knew they were meant to be together. He was the strong and handsome Alpha of the pack, while Esme was the beautiful pack member, both living diff
Esme's POV "so that's why Frankie and Max are here?" was all I could ask. How does somebody go from having a life of misery and pain to a life of good and happiness...just for it all to be broken back down to square one again! I can't be that person who subsides everything like I use to do! I won't be that person. I have made a life here and they can't seem to give me a break they had to get and get themselves killed by rogues and then leave us with the twins. The twins who enjoyed their life for years while mine was in shambles. They didn't know what was happening to us but they made it look as though we wasn't related when things got too tough for us.I never thought I would end up in this situation. Being the Luna of the Midnight pack was never in my plans as I was always cast aside and told I wasn't good enough, I wasn't strong enough and I would never make a great Leader. I always thought I would just be a regular member of the pack, living a shitty life with my brother by my si
Jaxon's POVBeing the Alpha of the Midnight pack it is my responsibility to ensure that all the pack members are emotionally fine, that they are physically healthy and are up to date with any checks they need. My pack is my family and I would do anything to protect them. But lately, I have been feeling helpless towards Esme and the feeling doesn't subside when she smiles because I know it's not a genuine smile. When Esme gave birth to our beautiful daughter, Delilah three weeks ago she has started to become a little distant towards everyone. Would often lock herself in our room and speak only when needed to and since then, she has been struggling to settle back in at the pack house or even her routine."Jaxon we have to do something she isn't herself and you know that" My dads the first to speak. Yes he's right but no I can't just assume this is what I think it is and make her talk.Esme and I were both ecstatic when we found out that we were going to be parents the first time and the
Esme's POVIt's been 4 weeks since I started therapy and my medication for my depression, and today just seems to be a bit of a bad day. I woke up feeling exhausted, even though I had slept for a full 7 hours. My mind was working overtime and I didn't like it, constantly replaying negative thoughts and memories of my life prior to the pack, then giving birth or being in my old pack and giving birth. The worries I keep facing is hard enough when I can think clearer but today I can't even form a simple question without repeating what I want or need. I could feel the weight of my depression crushing me and I know it isn't my fault, It's a normal thing but I don't want to feel this way anymore. It's making it harder for me to do even the simplest tasks. But I knew I had to push through and get out of bed, or else I would never be able to face the day ahead.As I made my way to the kitchen, I could hear the sounds of pack and their mates getting ready for the day. I tried to put on a smile
Jaxon's POV In the sprawling halls of the pack house at 7:30 am, which is classed as the rush hour when every one gets ready for the day ahead, kids go to school and parents begin their usual work, I watch as Esme emerged from her our room carrying Reggie on one arm and a coffee in her other hand, her spirit was now beginning to flicker with newfound light and energy which was always good especially on these types of days.As our eyes met across the room, I felt a surge of warmth and gratitude. Esme had been through so much, but her unwavering strength and determination had guided her through a dark period of her life and once again she will bounce back slowly, stronger and better. Now, with the support of our family and the love that the pack gives her on a daily basis, she was slowly finding her way back to herself.Over the past month since her medication has started to kick in a little better, she had made a conscious effort to engage with the pack. She attended gatherings again,
Esme's POVI never thought that the day my parents decided that me and Finley were old enough to be living on our own would be the worst day of my life. We were both regular pack members at the ages of 13, Literally 13, it was our birthday when our father was raging about something, and living in our small but tight-knit community, everyone could most likely hear him. But everything changed when our parents sat us down, well not even our parents it was just our mother and she told us that we were no longer welcome in our own pack house.It was a cold winter day, just a few days before Christmas. Finley and I were sitting by the fireplace, enjoying the warmth and each other's company as we always did. We were both excited for Christmas, and growing up we was always overhearing conversations about presents and what each of us got. Little did we know, the reason behind our parents' decision to kick us out was much more heart-breaking and cruel to both of us.I still remember the words th