ARCHER"Gentlemen, what seems to be the issue here?" Archer asked as he reached them. He did not fail to notice the slight relief that passed Clarissa's face. It pleased him that his presence could make her feel that way. The blond man turned to glare at Archer but his eyes widened upon seeing the people behind Archer. "Who might you be?" Blondie asked once he was recovered. "That is not the issue here. My problem is seeing grown-ass men ganging up on a small female who is too petrified to even speak. So I ask again, what is the issue here?" Archer asked calmly but anyone could hear the underlying malice in his voice. "This does not concern you, Sir. So, my advice is that you mind your business and go on your merry little way," Blondie advised, walking closer to stare Archer in the face. Archer raised a brow at the blatant invasion of privacy. "And I advise that the next sentence to leave your lips better be respectful. Back. Up. Now!" Sam warned in a tone that was anything but
ARCHER "I WAS READY to assume he had learnt his lesson already but it seems like some humans are indeed a bit slow when it comes to comprehension," Archer whispered to Sam but it was loud enough for the rest to hear. Playing along, Sam responded, "Then how do you think he needs to be educated?"Archer smirked and turned to the short man. "Who are you and what is your position in this hotel?" "My name is Derek Robert and I am the hotel manager," the short man, Mr. Robert responded. Archer recognised the name as the one Clarissa called the first time they met. He could not believe he was jealous of a man who was old enough to be her father. "Well, Mr Robert, I want Blondie out of the hotel and henceforth, he is banned from entering this hotel and all its branches," Archer demanded, his voice giving no room for arguments. Mr Derek's eyes widened in shock. "I am afraid that is not possible. Mr Stunner is a political figure under the Governor and not even the owner of this hotel can
CLARISSA "WHAT IF HE is in the Mafia?" Stacey guessed again. Clarissa hummed before responding, "That makes a lot of sense cos he always has people following him around. "He also has this air of authority around him so it will not be surprising if he is a Mafia Don or even the leader of a gang." "If that is indeed the case, I advise you to stay away from him, the farther the better. You do not want to be caught up in a gang war," Stacey said with concern shining in her brown eyes. Clarissa shook her head. "I can not do that anymore, Stace, besides, Archer saved me just now. I have not even thanked him yet."Stacey rolled her eyes. "Then thank him and ask him to stay away from you, duh." "You know that's rude!" Clarissa exclaimed. "Also, we have not confirmed his involvement in the mafia yet, all we have are speculations.""Speculations that are enough to make you run away without looking back. You will be the only one crazy enough to still go near him even after all you have see
CLARISSA"I STILL HAVE a job to do, Archer. My shift has not ended yet, I can get fired for leaving the hotel in the middle of my shift." Clarissa glanced at her wristwatch. It was not even evening yet. "It's not that I do not want to go out with you, I just can not leave work now."Archer nodded in understanding. "Then as your new boss, I am relieving you of your duties for today. You can report back to work tomorrow." "I forgot that you could do that now," she said more to herself than him. "But even so, I will be leaving Stacey alone at the desk," Clarissa added. "I have instructed Sam to keep her company. Trust me, she will not notice you are gone," Archer responded and she chuckled at the thought of Sam and Stacey arguing with a guest over clashes in ideas. Putting those two together was probably the worst thing to do at that moment but she knew that Stacey would not let Sam walk all over her without putting up a good fight. With that in mind, she went into the staff room
CLARISSABEING LOST IN their thoughts, the couple ate in silence for some time. When Clarissa raised her head, Archer had already finished eating and was watching her eat. "You have something on your face." he pointed to her chin. She quickly grabbed the napkin and wiped her face, bowing her head in humiliation, and wondering how the food reached there. "I'm sorry, I did not mean for that to happen," she quickly rushed out. He frowned. "That's alright. There really is no need for you to apologise for that." "So, where are you from?" She asked, wanting to change the topic. "Montana," He responded. "My ancestors first settled in the state of Montana centuries ago. The land was given to us by the U.S. government. We built and developed the place into what it is now." "Montana is the state that no one knows what happens inside. There aren't any information about it, except that it is a state in the U.S. Does your family rules that state?" He nodded in response to her question. "B
CLARISSA"IT MARVELS ME when you say things like this without making it sound like you are lying to me. "During those times I find myself believing in your words, even though, maybe I should not, because we have only just met. Worst of all, no matter how I try, I can't read you," she sighed. Archer nodded in understanding. "You do not have to worry about reading me anymore because all your questions will be answered. But before that, I want you to promise to keep an open mind."Clarissa would be lying if she said she was not freaked out a bit. She did not know what to expect and the uncertainty made her worry. However, seeing him so nervous and worried was unsettling, so, regardless of how she was feeling, she plastered a reassuring smile on her face. "As long as you are not a spy, a murderer, a rapist or a criminal, I think the rest can be understood." Archer shot her a thankful smile but she could still see the anxiousness behind it. It still lingered, even as he started speaki
ARCHERAS THE CAR arrived at the hotel, Archer took his mate up to his penthouse. He placed her on the huge bed which seemed to make her appear smaller than she was. Time flew by slowly with Archer not leaving Clarissa's side for a second. Sitting beside her on the chair beside the bed, he could not believe how incredibly fragile she looked at that moment. It made him think that if he held her a little too hard, he would break her. "So small, yet so powerful, " Archer whispered. Although she was not aware of it yet, she held the power to bring him to his knees. The protective feelings from his wolf seemed to have increased overnight. Hunter was not one to show up and let his feelings show but at that moment, Archer could feel Hunter's anger like it was his own emotion. Hunter was angry at itself and the Alpha King for causing their mate to be this way, even though it understood Archer's intentions were not intended to cause harm. Archer took her left hand into his, noticing how
CLARISSACLARISSA LISTENED TO his words, letting her mind drift at the sound of his voice, and feeling the rise and fall of his chest. She wondered why despite everything he just told her, she was still so calm. Perhaps it was the magic in his voice that compelled her to calmly listen to him. "One day, the Alpha King of all wolves visited a neighbouring pack to help them solve a rogue problem when he scented the most beautiful scent. He traced it to the daughter of the pack doctor. "The cold-hearted King fell in love at first sight and took the female back home with him as his Luna Queen. They were the first mates in history. Later on, more mates were found and wolves stopped taking humans as wives. "The existence of mates changed the wolves as all werewolves waited and searched for their soulmates. Every wolf has a soulmate gifted to them by the moon Goddess. "And that soulmate is who we are destined to spend the rest of our lives with. Our mates are our weakness; they live and w