Clarissa and Archer sat down opposite each other at the dining hall as they dug into an apple smoothie and chicken rice with sauce. It was so delicious to Clarissa and she found that she was eating more than was required. Who could really blame her, it was a bit too much, and she liked the whole vibe of it.“It’s so good sitting here being silly, and trying to mind our business. I truly love it for us, and no matter what people say this is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I’m glad I met you, babe,” Clarissa said softly.Archer rose her brows at him. She honestly didn’t understand what he was talking about. Though, she was trying to do so. It was so weird all the things that were being said today and she wanted nothing more but for things to go on smoothly.“What do you mean by this statement? Are you saying that there are some people who don’t want us to be together right now?” Archer asked angrily.Clarissa bit her lips as she realised what she had said. She shouldn’t hav
Thunder rumbled all throughout the house and suddenly, lightning struck right outside of his room. “Oh, goddess, I hope it doesn’t strike right here.”The lightning struck right outside his room. It cracked like firecrackers in quick succession.Archer stopped dead in his tracks, feeling as though he’d seen something horrible. Then, slowly, he stepped away from the door. He stood staring at the door, feeling uneasy. He didn’t understand why he was so unnerved or what exactly he could sense. His instincts were telling him to run, but he shakes it away, and walked through the door. What he saw in the hallway shook his core. Clarissa sat there on the floor in front of the bedroom door with her knees tucked to her chest. Her long red hair fell over her face like silk in a dark waterfall and her eyes were closed shut tightly. A pool of blood dripped from her chest onto the carpet which appeared black in the gloom of the room. He stood there motionless at the sight of his wife’s lifele
ARCHERALPHA KING ARCHER sat on his golden throne, staring at the moon. His eyes were sunken and his expression pained. The glass roof above his head enhanced the illumination of the moon. He used to idolize the moon and its goddess but now, he held her in absolute contempt.She knew when he lost faith. She knew when he lost love. She knew when the hatred began but she did not care. She never did.Archer would watch others find their mates and have pups. His younger brother had two pups of his own.Archer glared at the moon.He did not care if it was sacrilege or disrespect. Nothing mattered anymore. He was going to die.Until now, Archer counted the days until his demise. Now he counted the hours. He knew it would not be long before the goddess decided to take him.His eyes flared at the thought of the goddess. She was never fair to him. Besides making him the strongest wolf in the land, she never did anything for him. The one thing he desired the most was kept hidden from him for cen
ARCHERTHE QUEEN MOTHER handed Archer some scrolls which he went through.King Anton was the fifth werewolf king and his reign was not the most peaceful one as he had recurring rogue issues throughout. During that time, rogues had not been given a portion of the werewolf land and were rebelling.The rogue Alpha threatened to take what the king held most valuable if he continued resisting their demands. King Anton refused to be swayed by his decision to not give them a part of his kingdom.That decision turned detrimental when his mate, the Queen, was taken by the rogue Alpha. King Anton tried all possible ways to find his mate but could not, as the rogues were in cohorts with the mages which helped keep them hidden.King Anton consulted a witch who told him about an ancient ritual which their ancestors had forgotten about. They called it the sacred binding. It was an ancient way of finding mates when a werewolf neared his prime without finding their mates.The witch handed the ancient
ARCHERSHUTTING HIS EYES, Archer took a deep breath before releasing it and opening his eyes. He then looked at Benjamin."What if I can't?"Fear was not a strange word to Archer and neither was uncertainty. One thing Archer would never admit is the fact he was scared. Not just unsure or worried.He was afraid of the darkness he knew was inside him. The darkness was slowly turning him feral. He did not want to feed it even more and he knew that stepping into that library would be the tip that would push him over the edge.Archer suddenly chuckled but it was without humour."You know, I used to see my father as the strongest Wolf in the land. I thought he was invincible and unable to get hurt."However, seeing him in a lifeless state made me realize that even the strongest of persons can feel fear," he said then paused and took another deep breath before continuing."I can never forget the scared look on his face. It seemed like he knew what was coming but could do nothing about it. Fea
ARCHERFOR A WHILE the room was left in silence as Ryan thought. Having drawn a blank, Ryan immediately shook his head, as Archer held himself back from palming his face."Nothing... nothing at all. He achieved nothing but decreased revenue, increased taxes and an increased rate of emigrated wolves."He even managed to do what no Alpha has ever done; how does someone even lose in a category which never even existed?" Archer asked in obvious disbelief.Ryan looked confused but amused. "What do you mean, Alpha?""He was rated the worst Alpha for thirty years. Thirty fucking years!" Archer exclaimed in awe."No one informed me that there was a category like that in the yearly pack leaders awards," Ryan thought aloud."That's because there was not. It was recently made up by wolves on the Wolfnet. He is the only nominee and the only winner. Even his own Pack wolves voted for him," Archer stated before putting down the file.Ryan was unable to help himself any longer and burst into laughter
ARCHERFOR WHAT SEEMED like an eternity, Archer stood by the double doors covering the entrance of the castle library. He was always taught to recognise danger and how to get away from dangerous situations.But even as he heard all the warning bells in his head go off, he still ventured into the library. After all, it is only by standing at the edge of the cliff that one can get to see the beautiful view from down below.The royal library contained ancient books, handwritten and typed. The shelves were built with strong centuries-old wood that could stand against termites and other natural elements.Even after five decades, it still looked the same but due to it not having been opened after so many years, the smell of old books was thick in the air, as well as the metallic scent of blood. It had been fifty years but the evidence was still there.The moment Archer entered, his eyes were drawn to the desk by the wall but Archer quickly took his eyes off the desk and walked toward the sh
ARCHERFOUR HOURS AND two minutes later, they were landing in an airport in New York City. Commander Samuel led Darius to another car, where they both sat at the back."Where was Elder Shanon last sighted?" Archer asked. "She lives in a small house nearby," Sam responded.Compared to the busy city of New York, Archer's Pack was quieter. Montana was given to the wolves by the government of the United States after the first peace treaty was drafted. The council of supernatural creatures had an agreement with the human leaders; the humans kept to themselves and the creatures would too. No one bothered each other. And besides the leaders, the humans had no idea of the existence of the creatures. It was safer that way as humans feared what they did not understand. Due to fear, the earliest humans tried to wage war against the creatures but were quickly defeated and the survivors agreed to keep the creatures' existence a secret from their offspring. When he was a lot younger, his mothe