Archer stared at the note in his hands. Clarissa couldn’t leave him. He wasn’t going to allow that to happen. This couldn’t keep happening. She couldn’t keep walking in and out of his life, using visiting as an excuse. This time, he was going to look for her, and when he found her, she would have to talk to him directly.His hands went through his hair, and then, he shoved the letter into his pocket. The last time had gone back to her hometown, she had come back weird, and he couldn’t let that keep up. He would do anything to bring her back. Anything. He looked around the sitting area. Archer was sure that she must have dropped something in her haste to flee the house. People always made mistakes, and she was human. It was higher for her.He rose the couches, and center table, and found nothing. Then, he walked into their room. He went to the vanity, trying to see if she must have left it in the drawer by mistake. That was unlikely, but there was nothing impossible at the moment. Mi

Clarissa swallowed hard as she got up from the bed. She barely had the urge to do anything anymore. Everything was heading straight to destruction. If her coven members attacked Archer and his people, would she be able to sit back and watch it unfold?That question almost made her lose her balance. The last thing she wanted was for her to give the very person who had fought for her safety to the dogs. Alpha Archer had loved her first. He had shown her what true love meant, and somehow, she knew though these people shared the same powers as her, they could never replace him.“Eh…” Mandy mumbled.Clarissa turned to her. “What do you want to say?” She asked calmly.Mandy itched her hair. “I don’t know if I should tell you or not.”Clarissa frowned at her. She was not ready for this nonsense right now. She had a lot she was thinking of, and this attitude Mandy was suddenly sporting was the least of her problems.“Say what you want to say,” Clarissa snapped.Talking to these people was be

The atmosphere in the cab was hostile, and Clarissa kept asking Archer how far it was till they got home. Archer looked at her in confusion. She had literally come to the bus station from home, so what type of question was that again?“Babe, we will be home soon, don’t worry,” he said softly, trying to hold her hand, but she pulled it away from his reach.Clarissa looked out of the window, and her eyes caught a coffee shop. She imagined that Archer took the real Clarissa to normal moments, and decided to go for that.“Babe, look at that fancy coffee stall. It’s making me crave coffee now. You know how much I love it,” she said softly.Archer turned to face her and rose a brow at her. “You like coffee? Since, when? You literally can’t stand it. Have you forgotten?” He asked in shock.Clarissa bit the inner part of her cheeks. She would have to be careful to avoid being ratted out. The potency of the charm was slowly going down, and it was important to know what she let out of her mouth

Archer stared at the door, still holding the book in his hands. He wondered vaguely what was going on with the door. The last thing he wanted was for Clarissa to be in danger.He tossed the book where he had found it, and slowly moved to the other side of the room, careful not to alert the intruder about his presence. The door finally opened, and a figure stepped in.Sam?Archer relaxed his stance as he stared at his stance. What was the use of entering the room like this? Sam always knocked when he wanted to see Archer in the room, so all these were sort of strange to him.“What’s the meaning of this?” Archer snapped.Sam bowed to the ground. “I’m sorry, Alpha. I assumed you were in danger, and I wanted to take the stranger unawares.”Archer frowned. “What made you think that?”Sam looked up then. “Yesterday was my off, and I was wallowing away my time in my room. Well, I heard a sound of a cup breaking and thought it was some sort of danger. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get anything ou

Clarissa knelt with one leg and tied her sneakers in the middle of the pathway. She’d been jogging for fifteen minutes nonstop and trying as hard as she could to make sure that she doesn’t burn her energy while at it. It had been a means to clear her head, and she realised it was actually working, and she enjoyed it very much.At that moment, she heard some movements to her left. She turned rapidly to the side but saw nothing. It could have been the trees rustling to the wind, she thought to herself as she stood upright.“Alright C, you’re yet to cover 30kms,” she teased as she looked across the path.She knew that there was no way she would be able to cover that much, but there was no harm in building her confidence. She had never been sporty, but according to the coven, she needed to start being sporty. It was not mandatory for some witches, but for her.She was different in almost everything. Clarissa smiled as she resumed her jog. She flipped her hair up even more with a band. It