Archer’s POV
I make my way to Juniper’s front door, the mate-bond pulling me to move faster than the casual pace I wanted to portray. I knock on her door, the bouquet of jasmine, delphinium and white roses in my hand. I can hear her light footsteps approaching the door before it is opened.
I am hit with her intoxicating scent before I can even register my surroundings. The tent in my pants is instant and painful, as I take in the sight of my mate standing before me. She is a vision, her long wavy chestnut hair is left down, cascading over her slender frame. Her dark blue eyes seem to darken further as she takes me in, then her arousal blooms around me and I know she wants me as much as I want her. Her being human, she is likely to want to fight all her urges forcing me to do th
