♚Archer♚
I had never seen Harley like this. Brave, trembling, sitting at the head of the council table with every eye on her. My parents, Marcus, Kieran, Cedric, and Bertha. She glanced at me, and I gave her a nod, as I willed every ounce of love I had into that moment. Ragnar rumbled, proud and fiercely protective. Bertha’s request for tea and cookies provided the perfect ‘distraction’. Harley took a deep breath as she stared into her cup. And then she started. Harley started at the beginning. Being abandoned. Her life at the orphanage. Her struggle being a wolf on her own. An omega. She went on about how she had found herself a job. A place to live. And then how Malrik had taken her. She didn’t hide, she told us everything. The haunted cell, as she called it. The endless cycle of violen
