#8 The Archer and her Wolf

Emily Goulden Fantasy

Thea Greyback is the oldest daughter to the famous Satin Moon pack twins, Hunter and Archer, and their human Luna, Maizey. Thea’s older brothers were destined to be the next Alphas of Satin Moon, but she knew she was made for more than just being someone’s mate or future Luna. Instead, she joined the elite league of Royal Archers, bringing down the vial rogues intent on killing; the rogues didn’t have prejudices, they went after anyone, any species, any gender, any age.
Thea, the Crimson Archer, was the best of them all with a near perfect success rate. Hiding in the trees one day, she saves a young boy from a vicious rogue. Little did she know, that boy belonged to the Alpha of the Valor Woods pack.
Alpha Xaiver made a mistake with a she-wolf who wasn’t his mate, resulting in the best thing in his life; his son, Logan. When Logan is saved by a Royal Archer, he invites her to the pack for a gratitude dinner. After learning the raven haired beauty was his mate, he fell head over heels for her instantly. But, it wouldn’t be that easy. For the girl who never wanted to be someone’s mate, how could she also take on being a little boy’s mother? She was a born Archer, heartless, soulless, and merciless. She didn’t have what it took to be a Luna. Or does she?
Book #8 of the Royal Legacy series (can be read as a stand alone).
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Excerpt:
I easily avoided him, disarming him quickly and landing several well placed punches. A roundhouse kick landed him back on the ground. I mistakenly allowed him to get too close to the boy. Tank reached for the boy from where he was hiding under the produce counter, but he was too slow. I grabbed a fist full of his shirt and yanked him back. I looked at the boy to make sure he was okay.
Something about his face distracted me. His eyes were so familiar as they locked onto mine and gazed into my soul. I knew for sure that I had never seen this boy before yesterday, but something about him called out to me. At that moment, I had lost focus, and Tank took the opportunity to stab me with his dagger. It dug into my thigh and I winced at the pain. The boy’s mouth formed a terrified O but I winked at him, smiling.
I wiped around, yanking the knife from my thigh and thrusting into Tank’s gut. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and drug him towards where I had left my arrows. I reached down, my hand knowing exactly where they were despite their invisibility, and snatched up the quiver. I pulled out one arrow and plunged it into his shoulder. Stepping back, Tank dissolved away just like Zinn. I would have a lot of explaining to do back at the Base.

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