The Alpha Heir: Archer's Luna

"Mom! Where are you? Oh goodness, you need to see this!My face crumpled as soon as I heard my sister Vivian’s loud voice echo on the manor as soon as she stepped inside. I thought I’d have a moment of peace drinking my morning tea, but I guess I’m wrong.Violet, my not-so-kind stepmother, who had taken over since I was three years old and only a year after my mother died from illness, rushed down the stairs. "What is the matter with you, Vivian? Why are you screaming? That is so unladylike of you!"Vivian was grinning from ear to ear when she showed them a fancy white envelope with an intricate design and a familiar crest engraved on it."Guess what this is?" Vivian giddily asked."I have no time for your charades, my dear. Your father needs me upstairs," she seriously said. "What is it?""So, Mom, the Alpha King invited us to the Ealaris Ball, and guess what?""What?""The Alpha heir, Archer Sinclair, will be choosing a lady to be his Luna on that ball! And I am invited! That means

For a good moment, I felt as if there was no other relevant thing in this world than the pair of silver eyes I was looking into. I blinked and momentarily looked away, but when I glanced back, the silver eyes remained looking at me.Archer Sinclair.I've never seen him before, but the gut feeling is almost punching me and telling me that it is, indeed, Archer. The heir to the Alpha throne is looking directly at me.Samantha's description of him yesterday appeared on top of my head, and seeing him this close, I affirm that she was accurate.It was getting too crowded when the rouge, who stopped in front of me, decided to try to break free from the sentinels holding him, which resulted in me being thrown to the ground."AHH! It's escaping!" somebody screamed.I looked up, and then I saw him, Archer Sinclair, get off of his car, grab the rouge on its throat, and squeeze it moderately.The rouge's body dropped to the floor and folded as if its energy and power were sucked out of it."ACK!

"Put a pin here, thank you," Anastacia Bellfort, one of the best beauticians in Ealaris, instructed her assistant as she did my sister's hair.I just went down from my room for a glass of water, and I'm shocked but not surprised by all the fuss here in our living room.A whole team is dedicated to making my sister the most beautiful at the ball later. Aunt Violet really went all out.I stayed in my room for hours, doing absolutely nothing but staring at the ceiling, when somebody knocked at my door."Who's—" I was about to get up to open the door, but I stopped when I saw Samantha enter herself. "Oh."Her furrowed eyebrows are scarier than my growling aunt Violet's."Why aren't you ready yet?" she asked, closing my door.I sighed. "You know I can't.""You're the talk of the town these past few days." With her flowing champagne-colored wine dress, she sat on the mattress of my bed. "What happened?""You already know what happened, or else you wouldn't be here," I said as a matter of fa

What I heard shocked me to the core. It's like I was struck by a thunderbolt; every corner of my system is experiencing waves of electricity."I trust you, mother," Vivian said."Once you go upstairs, I can't help you anymore. You're on your own, and you have to do well or else everything that I did will be futile. You understand, dear?" Aunt Violet sounds scarier than ever.An automatic answer came out of my sister's mouth. "Yes, mother.""Great!" Aunt said, satisfied. "This is our greatest shot to change our lives forever, Vivian. Your father's pack is nice, but we deserve more. We need power for us to climb to the top, and your engagement with Archer Sinclair's going to give that to us.""I understand, mother. I will try to do my best," Vivian assured her mother."Don't just try, dear. Do it. Do whatever it takes."Ever since my father brought Aunt Violet home after my mother died, I knew she was different. Growing up with her ways, I could say that she always craves more. She alwa

Archer Sinclair is kissing me.That thought alone makes me spiral.Archer's hand cupped my face, and he deepened our kiss. His other hand let go of my arms, and it snaked to my waist, and then he pulled me closer to his body so that I could feel his solid chest against mine.For a moment, he lets go of my lips, and we're both drunk on each other's taste. We're both panting and catching our breath as our eyes never let go of each other.With Archer's disheveled hair and his half-closed eyes, he looks freaking unreal. His face looks like it was carved by the gods.I get it now. I see why all the girls want him.He brushed his thumb on my cheeks. "God, Leila.""Shouldn't you be on the ball?" I asked. "Is it alright that you're here?""I don't care about them, Leila. You're here with me. It's all that matters," he whispered in my ear."But you have to find your Luna downstairs," I said to him.Archer smiled at me and pecked at my lips. "I already found her."My heart skipped a beat.I don