Novel & Cerita Who Was Archer In Fate Stay Night

He had never felt this useless in his life. After a labored supper he went to bed. Archer was back in the forest where Novia and Randi’s carriage had been ambushed. He had just gotten there with Adalia. He remembered sending her into the forest to look for his sister, then getting into the fight. Archer looked around as the fight came to life in his mind, he could see everyone there, Doran, Conan, Lionell and Gabrielle but there was one person he didn’t see. The fight was slowly dying down. Adalia, Novi and Randi emerged from the trees. He turned around towards her, and then he saw the look of terror in her eyes. Archer turned around and saw the shadows begin to ripple and coalesce. The dark

lucky him! Archer, being the son of the present Beta male held the position of the future Beta of their pack, had short, spiky sandy brown hair, green hazel eyes, a built body, dressed in a white shirt that hugged his body, showing off his belly abs, black jean jacket with a pair of black boots. Archer was also mated but to a male and the two loved each other dearly, not Minding the fact that they were the same sex. Karenina, the mother of their little group had short red hair that fell to her shoulders, greyish orbs, wearing a red top, black jeans, and red shoes, Karenina had also found her mate while their other friends, Jenny and Chris died a year ago from longing.

Archer paused him , " This can't be true . Something had , happened . Shizuka is not someone who will give up or end up like this .She is Ferocious like fire . No one ,can Break her easily .this might be ,no ..no...this is someone's trap . Where she had trapped as an victim " Archers words made Rafter , attack with an unknown fear .He never expected Something ,like this .This is not the men ,whom he used to see . This is wild .If he is trapped , no one can save him from Archer . Archer is Worser than shizuka.

"I am yours. Whatever comes." His bite was cooler than Bastian's, precise and deliberate, and through the bond I felt his calculation shift into something warmer. A strategy built around protecting me instead of controlling the pack. Archer knelt last. He was still learning his new strength, but his hands were as gentle as they had always been. "I am yours. Whatever comes."

I turned to attack another person and was shocked by what I saw next. Archer wasn't fighting for the pack but Against the pack. His sword thrust into a member of the pack and his body fell to the floor in a pool of his blood. I was shocked by his actions. Had Archer gone Against me, my head buzzed, no that couldn't be possible, but I wasn't mistaken by what I saw, Archer had already shot an arrow at another person from the pack. " Archer," I shouted out his name in anger. I was burning with fury Inside me as I saw the men being killed by their beta.

Archer. Archer used to do this. He was the king of the "protective" gesture. He’d hold the umbrella, shield me from the crowds, and whisper sweet, hollow promises of security. He’d wrapped me in a velvet cage of attention, only to rip the floor out from under me without a second thought. My eyes stung. The memory of Archer’s "softness" felt like a slow-acting poison. Every gentle thing Jovan did felt like a trap I was waiting to walk into.

he demanded. "M-Maya," I whispered, the word barely audible over the sound of my blood rushing in my ears. "Maya," he repeated, testing the weight of it on his tongue. He leaned down, his face inches from mine, and I could smell the spice and woodsmoke on his skin. "I am Archer." Archer. The Alpha of Alphas. My breath caught for the third time, my head light with the realization of exactly whose mercy I was at.

The memories I had deliberately buried came crashing back like a tidal wave. My face drained of all color in an instant. In my previous life, I had lived in despair under the control of this demon. Luca loved the sight of women’s blood and the sound of their painful moans. He delighted in absolute submission. Even a wife was nothing more than a toy to him. On our wedding night in my previous life, he beat me until my body was covered in wounds. When I finally managed to escape back home, I had cried and begged my father for help.

He looks at me and smirks, “There’s nothing wrong with him. Archer, I thought you said ?” Archer looks over at me and his eyes go wide and I know that the feeding I had from Skylar and then the use of my Royal aura on her this morning restored and healed me. A hidden talent that only the Royal Bloodline is privileged to.

he said casually. I pulled her by the arm. "Why? What for? Why do we seem to bother them so much?" He faced me. "You are the grandson and an heir of La Arma Countryspy, where you are, we should be there." "I do not understand." I want to ask him so many questions but I don't know where to start or how to ask. He messed up my hair. "Let it go. Trust us." Ali took it by the hand.