Novel & Cerita Sons Of Archery Season 2

That he knew. The both of them took positions and the boys reached behind their backs and removed an arrow. Jake plunged the arrow into the bow and aimed at the post. He looked at Fay. The boy's arrow was kept wrongly, he was aiming enough. Jake looked at his father who was standing in the garden now, their eyes met and the man smiled at him. He smiled back and focused.

They just furrowed their brows, because their king isn't usually like that. Arriving at a place with a wooden fence at the height of an adult's chest, Axton could clearly see how his seven year old son's eyes looked. Alessandro was very focused and didn't waver in the slightest while aiming and, once he fired an arrow, it certainly hit the target like the previous arrows.

Some trained with swords, others ran drills, and farther ahead, a group of archers stood in formation, their arrows flying in clean, steady lines toward distant targets. I watched everything with quiet fascination, my attention catching on one soldier who stood at the front, his voice firm as he directed the others. Everyone moved exactly when he spoke. I giggled softly because he looked so serious. “Daddy,” I said, tugging gently on his hand. “Can I do that too?” I pointed toward the archers. He followed my gaze, then looked down at me, already shaking his head slightly. “You’re still very…” I pouted before he could finish.

“It’s like everything here is in tune with nature.” We keep walking, and soon we come upon a small group of archers. They’re practicing their aim with bows, shooting at targets set up along a dirt path. The precision, the grace with which they move—there’s an artistry to it. I watch, fascinated, as one of them releases an arrow that hits its mark with perfect accuracy. “This is amazing,” Hope says, her eyes wide with admiration. “I didn’t know archery was such a big part of their culture,” I murmur. “But then again, with everything that’s happened, it makes sense. They know how to defend themselves.”

The ladies chuckled. Standing, Aurora took the bow and an arrow from her daughter and shot the projectile off toward the target. It whizzed through the air and met the rest of its brothers in the bullseye. "It's a good bow," Aurora returned both the bow and herself to the bench. "Is it new?"

It falls in the grass at his feet as the bowstring twangs. “Ow!” he yelps. “I told you to watch your grip.” If I stick with him a second longer, I’m going to take his fucking head off, so I turn to the next delegate in the line of archers Zain and I are ostensibly training with. Training? Certainly. With, not so much. The noble from Oakspring Dunes releases a little more steadily. His arrow thuds into the ground, point buried in the dirt, almost a dozen feet away.

Archer had suffered because of this—because of him. "I took advantage of our similar face and body!" he confessed, his words spilling out in desperation. "But you know what’s more fucked up?! That fucking bastard is my brother! He’s my father’s missing biological son, Katrina. We’re twins!” I froze. My brain couldn’t process what he was saying fast enough. "What...?" My voice barely came out as a whisper. "Archer is... what?" “Alpha Steven’s son. My twin,” he repeated, his head hanging lower.

But he's always wondered why he's never considered taking a mate or a mistress. He noticed Kalaril stiffen at the topic. "Worry less about me, friend. When it is time, I shall take up a Mistress. Or mate, maybe," he answered in a hard tone, one that masked his true emotions. "Stubborn," Keegan mumbled under his breath. Kalaril heard and chuckled. They arrived at the designated field for the archery challenge. There was a raised platform where the Alphas and their families seated, while the surrounding area bustled with activity, members of the Pack gathering to witness the competition.

"I hope we'll be friends forever, Ever." Mom and I watched as Archer changed over the course of the days and seasons. His parents no longer lock him in his room, and they now bring him back to school since he now always obeys their orders. Bryon feels even more envious since Mayor Arthur and Aunt Brianna are paying more attention to his brother. So mum frequently chats with Bryon to let him know he's not alone, but he always pushes her away, just like how Archer did to mom before. Bryon, on the other hand, is far more difficult than he is.

The third challenge for Anthony was simpler than the second. Here, Jay told him that he needed to cultivate his skills in archery. He instantly got the idea. The third task would use bows and arrows. However, there’s a twist in the challenge. And it involved two of his friends. “Wait, is this allowed?” – Anthony asked He, Asher and the two sons of Marion was on the new location of their training. It’s a place he stumbled upon while searching the meadows. It was smaller than the one they’re used to, but at least here, they’re safer. That’s worth the risk.