Alpha Archer growled as he moved around unable to find his mate, Clarissa. He wondered where she could have gone, and what she had been up to. Turning the corner that led to her room, Archer almost slammed in on the maid, Marcy. He did a double take as she shivered in worry, looking right at him.“Marcy? Have you seen my mate?” He asked calmly.She could barely look him in the eye. “Alpha Archer, the Luna has gone to the library you prohibited us from entering. I tried to stop her, but she was not having it,” she quipped.Archer smirked. “You don’t need to stop her Marcy. She would soon sit as the rightful Luna of the Blood moon pack. So, it’s quite normal that everything I have would belong to her. You can carry on with your duties,” he said easily.Marcy was shocked at how carefree the Alpha was about the whole issue. It was almost as if he barely cared about anything, other than himself and his Luna. Normally, he would throw a tantrum about it, but he was so free with her. The moon

Clarissa sat down on the porcelain chair in her room, going through the Blood Mood Magazines. They published about things that were going on in there to keep the pack members on their toes. It was sort of intriguing to her, and she loved the way the whole thing was written. She realized that werewolves were actually very talented creatures, and they decided how best to handle some situations.It was amazing. As a witch, she had not seen such solidarity with her people, and sometimes, they lived so far from each other that it was hard to bring about good relationships. Either way, she was hopeful for the best for her kind.They were also very complicated, which reminded her of the doppelgänger incident. It had been too tight for her. She had no idea why that creature had been a part of her in the first place, and she realised then that whatever the doppelgänger had said had been a lie. Nothing like that was happening, and now it had cost her some things.Clarissa dropped the magazine o

Clarissa stared at her reflection in the mirror. She wasn’t sure about this because, how was she going to have so many people come to her at the party today? The werewolves would be so difficult to put under control, and she was not looking forward to it. The black gown which had a scarf attached to it was not giving modern but traditional energy. She didn’t complain though, since it was their tradition. Her fingers touched her hair which had been styled in ringlets across her shoulders and bare back. It looked beautiful, but she hardly knew what it would cost her.Sam was still a problem, and she hoped that his drugs should have been taking an effect on him by now. She wanted him to forget everything so that she would be able to live together without stress with the love of her life.A knock…Before she could see a word, Alpha Archer stepped in, looking amazing in traditional cowboy attire that brought out his masculinity. Clarissa couldn’t help but gape at him. He was looking so

Fuck!Clarissa didn’t know what to do. She had no idea how she was going to get out of the situation she found herself in. She had no idea if she should do spells or hide them under.“Alpha,” she heard the beta call her mate.She could hear some retreating footsteps. Gasping, she took the portions, and hid them under the bed, chanting a protective spell over them. She was barely done when the door opened this time. She turned to Archer and smiled sheepishly at him.“Babe, I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Where did you go?” Archer queried. She shrugged. “I wanted to use the bathroom, and then, I got weak. I was about to get down…” He moved immediately to her and held her close to his heart. Her words stalled. She knew she was blabbering because she was so inconsistent with what she was saying, but there was nothing to do. She just had to keep the lies coming. It would be fucking good for her. She held him tighter and acted like she was actually weak.“I’m so sorry that I wasn’t

Clarissa woke up in fright and realized that it was the early hours of the morning. She could hear the slap of the thunderstorm behind the migraine she was having. The dream had happened twice, and this time it made her worried.She slowly got up, and her first thought was Alpha Archer. She needed to know if he was ok. It was important that he had to be fine. There were so many things that needed to be said to him, but she didn’t know how to say them. Clarissa turned to the side and noted that he was seated with his head down at the edge of the bed. What had happened to him? It was so unlike him that he would be up at this time of the night. She had no idea what could be the problem.She shifted till her hands rested on his shoulders, kneading the kinks softly. Even though she was also tired, she wanted to be able to ease up her man’s stress. She wanted him to be ok, and full of himself. That was the most important thing to her, and she was going to do anything to achieve that.“