Elena climbed onto Archer’s thigh like a nimble cat, never missing any reactions from him.
The man beneath her couldn't help but tensed his muscles and breathed heavily when she just pressed her hands against his abs; his pants even bulged a spot immediately.
She gripped the bulge out of curiosity, and Archer gasped so heavily as if he was startled a lot, “THIS would be too fast, babe.” He tried to pull her hand away but she stopped him.
“You said I could try anything. Is it a lie?”
Archer’s turquoise eyes almost turned green with a turmoil, “No. But I’d suggest you slow down.”
“OK.” The look in his eyes was unfamiliar, so Elena decided to accept his suggestion to avoid any danger.
She embedded herself in his embrace with a hand climbing up his thick shoulder, and looked over it. There was a long scar on his back.
“What is it?” She scratched the scar slightly with her nail.
Archer closed his eye
When Elena woke up again, Archer was asleep beside her. They were both naked, sharing the same quilt. He contributed his shoulder to her as a pillow, two thick arms around her, a long leg across her body, like a little boy holding his beloved teddy bear. Funnily enough, they had intimate interaction for so many times, but she had never looked closely at his face. Perhaps it was because his eyes were too deep and too fiery, hiding feelings she could not understand or bear. But now, with his eyes closed, she could indulge herself without burden and take a good look at this man, who had been always considerate to her from the very beginning. He was perfect as a statue carved by the most brilliant artist. He had a square face, high brow bones and a straight nose, displaying an unmistakable manliness. He didn't have a beard, but he was obviously in good health with abundant male hormone. So only after one night, his stubble had sprouted, which tickled her as his chin pressed against the c
The two couples assembled at the auditorium. Elenafelt a little awkward when she met Lydia’s insightful eyes. Congratulations. Lydiamouthed ather with a slysmile, confirming to Elena that she’d been told about what her husband witnessed at their room door. Elena lowered her head, refusing to show her happiness, although her rosy face and pouted mouth hanging a bashful smile had already revealed her mood. “OK, everyone is here. And here’s what we got.” Issac opened an eye-link, which allowed Archer and Lydia tosee the memory video recorded and sent by the mermaids. “See the boat leaving the bank? Now listen.” With a swipe of two fingers in the air, he seemed to magnify something. While the others were staring at the invisible picture, Elena frowned confusedly, “Um...Sorry but please hold on for a sec. What are we looking at?” Issac turned to her with a numb face, “Xavier’s b
Elena’s conjecture was too scary to make her companionsbelieve, but she had a reason. “Xavier was never a good father.” With everyone sitting around a table in human form, she started to tell her previous Alpha’s story: Xavier had a Luna before, who was called Camilla. He mated with her because she was the best Gamma of the Dark River Pack. Her courage, battle-wisdomand maternal qualitywere exactly whatan Alpha sufferingfrom years of war needed. And Xavier himself hadbeen august, resourcefuland far-sight as well. Under his leadershipandCamilla’s defence, the Dark River Pack was so united and concerted that they could always win, not annihilatedby other packs trying to expand their territories. Camilawas Xavier’s perfect mate. But Elena didn’t havea chance to meet this busy super warrior until her funeral. Shediedin a battle for protecting her son Julian. He was
Early in the next morning, Elena, Archer and Issac set off for the Dark River Pack, while Lydia stayed at the Silver Mountain to continue her daily duties. Before they left, they discussed their division of labor: Archer and Elena would follow the plan they both agreed on at the intimate full moon night, to go deep inside the pack and rescue as many victims as possible; Issac would station outside the border forest, collecting intelligence from the Full Moon Island and preparing to and receive victims with the mermaids lurking on the bank of the Dark River. Upon arriving at the border, Elena metOlivia. "Hello, Archer's Luna!" The gorgeous and shrewd siren queen, still lazily lying on the reef,looked at her up and down before flashing a meaningful smile at Archer, "You're so lucky that the moon goddess didn't assign you a she-wolfunworthy of you to continue your suffering. " "I am. And hopefully I won't be unworthy of my Luna." Archer
Elena didn’t know when he stopped; she seemed to pass out briefly.All she remembers is that when she woke up, Archer was holding her, stroking her swollen lower lip with his fingertips, and made another gentle joke, “You do need to eat more or you won't even be able to resist my kisses.”"I'm just lacking sleep." She grunted. She had been up all night last night, packing her bags with Lydia."Yes, so I can't drain you any further." He helped her sit up and placed the reheated roast in her hand, "Eat, then let’s go find Bella's hut. It's getting late and we need to stay overnight there." He tapped the tip of her nose with his finger, "Just for sleep. Keep your fantasies."She blushed and didn't say anything.After finishing her meal, Elena led the way to the hut, and they arrived at the tiny straw house without any danger."It was Bella who chose to build it here. She said the terrain was suitable and there was a wate
Alpha Archer is standing in the shallows of the Dark River. This was the place where he met Elena, his fated mate.Since the moment he saw her, every moment after that in his life was lit up by her. They has shared countless days of thrill and countless nights of passion. And he has been always impressed by her strength, sorrow and sweetness time after time.But now --Archer gathers himself out of his memories and stares ahead.She is putting herself in harm's way by stepping onto this Full Moon Island without his knowledge.He could not forgivethat. Anyone who tried to hurt hercould not be forgiven by him, including herself.He will definitely get her back.
Elena also remembersthe day she met Archer. Theday she ran away from hell. She was walking through the dense forest, with her lungs aching and her throat feeling likeon fire. This was the border of the Dark River Pack. She had been away from home and living here for three months. And just now, shetook downher despicable twin sister Elianawho found her, then ran wild for milesand got rid ofthirteen male wolf guards. Itwasnowonderthat they went to suchlengths to gether.She was Beta’s daughter, knowing everything about their Alpha Xavier’s dirty business of selling virgins; and the best was, she became the only virgin left in the Dark River Pack after they sold her best friend Bella three months ago. Determined to rescue Bella, she left home. Now deep in the forest, she finally relaxed a little. Therewere no guards around here. Xaviernever alloweda
If you had asked 20-year-old Archer whether he wanted to mate with a girl, he would have said no. At that time, he was not that charming, powerful, “hard to resist”-- quoted from the girls who’d ever dated with himduring the following 4 years; and also because, he didn’t believe he was capable tomake his mate happy. He’dnever learned that.And he hadno one to learn from. His father Robert was an unawakened werewolf, never shifting inhis life, almost a normal human. He lived in human’s society as an old bachelor wholoved to drink, scarcely contacting his wolf relativesfar in the wild. No accomplishments. No skills. Other than making woodwork that had gone unnoticed in the high-tech era. Until he met his mother, Violet, a strong and beautiful she-wolf. Before falling in love with Robert, Violet was a free and lonely 17-year-old rogue girl, enjoying her aimless traveling. Robert picked her up&n