“Let me go!” I exclaim, attempting to free my writs from my chains. Alpha Archer only smirked in that same dark manner, pushing himself away from the wall his muscular body leant against. "I will of course release you from your chains, but in return, you will allow me to mark you right here and right now.” He explains, his voice sending intense shivers to run down my spine. “Fuck you! How many times do I have to say, I don’t want this! I’m not just going to allow you to place your mark on me where I'll be bound to you forever!” I shouted. “I thought you were going to say that little mate, which is why I have devised a plan to get around this issue.” He smirked, licking his lips while his eyes did rounds of my body; even though I was fully clothed, I felt naked under his gaze. *** Fern believed she had felt all the pain and despair a person could feel after having lost her mother in a vicious attack when she was only little. But for Fern, this only set her on the path of being one of the most powerful and determined she-wolves out there; nothing and no one could stand in her way. Until she crossed paths with a man known as Alpha Archer, one of the most feared men in all of werewolf history. So imagine her shock when the pair soon locked eyes and realised they were mates. Fern wanted nothing to do with the Alpha, but for Archer, she was all he could think about and crave. Kidnapping Fern during one of his many gruesome battles, they return to his pack, where the Alpha was soon to learn he had anything but a submissive mate.
View MoreNow that I had woken up, my heart still raced as though I was running some kind of marathon, but with Archer beside me whispering to help me calm down, I felt it slow. But the King’s comment regarding the odd glass ball in my hand still wasn’t making sense, how can some ball of glass help me win the war against those terrifying beasts? “What do you mean, how is this going to help me?” I ask once I fully calmed down a little, sitting up on the sofa whilst Archer took his seat beside me, the King simply smiled watching me. “Not only that one but the countless I had made leading up to the war, even though I do not doubt the wonders of your powers for a moment, these will help you regain your strength.” The King explained walking over as I handed him back the ball, which he soon smiled studying more closely. “From the outside it seems as though it could be some inexpensive décor piece of some sort, but it is what I had put inside it which really makes it unique. With the progress yo
Archer sat with his hands together and his leg bouncing as he waited in anticipation for Fern to return, he didn’t want to leave her, but she assured him she wouldn’t be long and asked him to keep an eye on their special guest, which Archer ensured he watched every move that man made. Hadwin sat at his desk also staring at the King, he was like his father, didn’t like or trust this man at all for what he not only did to his mother but what he was planning to do with his sister. To him, Fern was much too trusting of people sometimes, they’ll sweet talk her a load of nonsense and make her believe they have the best of intentions. He knew that was exactly what the King would attempt to do. But for the King, he had dealt with the eyes of judgment or resentment for most of his reign, there will always be someone who simply does not like authority and his status represents that. So having the off stares from two Alpha’s didn’t faze him in the slightest as he walked around the office wit
Once arriving back to Hadwin’s new pack house and finding some of my old clothes from when I lived here, I make my way through the maze of hallways which I had worried I wouldn’t recognise due to the rebuilt but to my shock but also delight, the corridors seemed to match the house I had grown up in nearly to a T, even my bedroom was in the same place! As I reached the lobby, I had to stop dead in my tracks and stare at the portrait which sat right in the centre of the lobby. It was a photo I hadn’t seen before but one that brought a tear to my eye. It was of my mother and father back before neither me nor Hadwin were born, it was at their rehearsal dinner for their wedding, my mother wore a beautiful white dress whilst my father was decked out in one of his suits. Looking into their eyes and seeing how happy they were, it made everything that’s happened worth it in a sense. They were so happy when they were together and even though it cuts deeper than I would have expected, I know w
The service for my father went on without a hitch, Hadwin took the stage and gave a beautiful speech about our father and the incredible father he was and how he strived to be even half the Alpha he was. My hand remained in Archer’s the entire time, who would send me a little squeeze whenever he sensed that my sadness was starting to boil. Our unexpected guest also sat there quietly listening, Archer sure to send him a few looks every now and then to let him know even though this was my father's funeral, he wasn’t letting his guard down. Before long, we were all stood in my mother's memorial garden laying my father to rest right beside her, we know it’s what he would have wanted, and I was beyond honoured to have done it for him. As I stood to the side watching as everyone took their roses and threw them in where my fathers coffin sat, my eyes welled with tears as I gazed realising, I would never see my father again, a realisation which hadn’t hit until this moment. A hand slowly
I stood there more annoyed than anything whilst Hadwin, turned his head to see who had arrived before a deadly growl leaves his lips and I’m pulled to stand behind him. His action only making a chuckle leave the man’s lips. “You, Alpha Hadwin, are very much like your father.” The King chuckled walking closer to the steps where we were stood at the top, his hand on the buttons of his suit jacket seeming to not have a care in the world. “And you, Luna Fern, look every part your mother's daughter, it’s as though I’m looking her in the eyes and not yourself. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance after all of this time, that mate of yours did not appreciate me in your pack.” The King laughed now turning his attention to me stood behind my rather angry brother, but now he had brought up Archer, he was the only person I wanted to ask for help. “Before you mind-link that mate of yours, how about you and I have a chat?” The King asked as though he knew what I was about to do, which onl
In just under a week later, the day of my father’s funeral had rolled around, a day I hoped would bring me more peace to heal, it had been one of the hardest weeks of my life and I prayed it would start to get better. Archer and I had been around my now brother’s pack everyday since my fathers passing, not only holding him when he wanted to break down in private but also helping the shift between the soon to Alpha to the proper Alpha go smoothly. As like Hadwin, Archer’s title was dumped on him unexpectedly, so he knew what things had to be in order for Hadwin to fully understand the ropes. On our visits, we were also able to arrange the grand funeral which would be starting in any moment. The main ceremony would now be held inside of the fully rebuild pack house, it still hurts that my father never got to see it before he died but I knew he’d say it wasn’t supposed to be done when he was Alpha, but when my brother took the title. Planning his funeral helped a little, I couldn’t
What happened next was a blur, it was as through my entire body and emotions were numb, I was simply being pulled around without any clear indication where I was going. I didn’t even realise Archer had taken me back to the pack house, helped me into some comfier clothes and went into the bathroom to change himself. As I sat on the bed staring off at the wall, my mind did laps of all that had happened with my father and asking myself why he did that? Why didn’t I agree with Emmett and get some horrible prisoner to take the fall, I mean they had done some awful things and even though it would have hurt me to see, it would hurt a whole lot less than my father stepping in and dying! “As I told Emmett, we did not have time to bring a prisoner, they would have entered and eaten someone by then. It’s not your fault Fern, there was nothing any of us could have done.” Archer said softly walking from the bathroom after hearing my thoughts, but I simply shook my head staring down at the floo
None of us went to speak after that fact, the creatures only drew even closer to us, its teeth even sharper the closer they got and the more my heart pounded in my chest. “I can tell you something for free, you ain’t sacrificing me for this!” Becca shouted as though that would be our first thought as she was a rouge, but that never even crossed my mind. “Is there time for us to go down to the prison and get one of the prisoners who are rotting anyway?” Emmett asked as though giving anyone up would be a good idea, that’s horrible. “No time, with how swift they are approaching, they’ll be at the centre of our pack by that point.” Archer replied with his hand tightly locked around my waist pulling me back with each centimetre the creatures would take, but I still couldn’t help but shake my head. “I don’t want to sacrifice anyone! Isn’t there another way to get them away?!” I ask knowing they were only thinking about the safety of us and our other pack members, but I don’t want to
The ballroom fell silent in that moment, even the music seemed to quieten down as everybody’s attentions went from Theo standing at the door with such fear on his face before back at Archer and me. Sending a smile to everyone in hopes of silently telling them to go back to dancing and to mind their business, I pick the bottom of my dress up and quickly make my way over to Theo, Archer hot on my tail. Once I made it over to him, I knell down as like before so he and I could speak at his level but also to act as a kind of block from everyone staring at him. “What’s wrong?” I ask noticing the absolute fear in his eyes the closer I got to him, he looked somewhat more scared than he did the first time we met, and he was chained up, something must have really spooked him. “Mummy sent me, she was watching the border like you told her when some black monsters appeared, my mummy screamed and told me to come and get you!” Theo exclaimed, his entire little body shaking with fear, but as so
The earliest memories that a person holds should be some of the most treasured, perhaps a little picnic that you and your family went on, a wanderer's day out that brings you such immense joy whenever it pops into your mind.But for me, my earliest memory is of pain and despair, it's my earliest yet my most agonising memory that I hold. When I was only a young child, our peaceful little pack was attacked one night by the infamously cruel Dark Warrior Pack. They not only took us for everything that we had but took one of the purest people to grace this earth. The one person who sacrificed her own life to save that of her children.My feet skipped along the frozen cobblestone path leading from the pack house, my mind consumed with excitement for what this day would bring. The freezing temperatures of winter pricked my rosey cheeks as I skipped, along with my breath emitting an icy cloud of mist, I couldn’t help the giggles that escaped my lips. “Fern hunny, please put your cardigan on...
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