Archer’s POV
As the crowd explodes, my own heart feels like it is going to burst.
I said it, finally, in front of all of them.
I’m claiming my family, the family that should have always been mine, would have been mine if that privileged, spoiled snake hadn't gotten his way seven years ago.
Turning my gaze towards Annalise, I watch as her expression turns from surprise, to wonder, to fear as she gazes behind me at the sound of nails crushing wood turning me toward the beast standing just behind me.
I should never have turned my back on my enemy.
“Lying, bastard piece of scum,” Logan leaps forward from his position at the table of the accused party, his hands shaking as his claws extend, his face elongating to accommodate his long-fanged canines. “I’m going to tear off your head an
