Jason's POV

　　With the pack and their bullshit behind us, I trailed through the woodland surrounding our pack house; Kayla snuggled in my arms, safeguarding her from those who had also filtered into the forest. Although, given Archer's 'Fuck with me and die!' vibe, no one had dared approach us as of yet!

　　"Where are we going?" Kayla whispered calmly as we delved deeper into the gloomy forest.

　　"You don't remember, baby?" I asked, raising a brow, the corner of my lip twisting into a smirk. 

　　"Our spot!" She gushed, making me smile at her, warmth spreading through my body seeing a smile split her pretty face; even when black bruises danced across her ivory cheek, she was unmistakably breathtaking! 

　　Stepping over the body of one of my pack members as if they were nothing more than a discarded branch, I looked down in amusement seeing his heart missing from his body! 

　　"Pitty, I liked him!" I grumbled briefly before stepping on something soft and squishy. Looking down to see my boot soiled by the remnants of his heart. I grunted in disgust, scrapping my foot along the grass verge like his vital organ was no better than shit on my shoe.

　　"Fuck sake, selfish bastard!" I hissed angrily, turning to look at the crumpled body of my once friend; with a quick stride, I stood before him, shaking my head in distaste, wiping my foot across his face with a satisfied chuckle. "I think you lost this, mate." I laughed bitterly.

　　"I don't think he needs it any more, baby!" Kayla giggled, pressing her soft lips to my jaw.

　　"I guess not" Smirking at her, I shook my head, agreeing.

　　"He was weak anyway, getting himself killed like that!" Archer grumbled in the back of my mind. "Leave him for the animals to pick apart!"

　　"Nice of you to join us, buddy." I grinned, pulling Kayla closer as we headed to our spot just up ahead, stopping dead in my tracks as the scent of vanilla and coconut invaded my senses. Archer had smelt it too, and I could feel his excitement, recognising the smell instantly as Abigail! 

　　"Mine!" He roared desperately, trying to seize control, wanting to drop poor Kayla to the ground and bolt in the direction Abigail's unique aroma had come from.

　　"Calm down, bud; she lives just over the border, so that's why we can smell her! You go chasing after that scent now and turn up at her door like a madman; I promise she will never come within five feet of us again!" I explained his need to take over, momentarily weakening while he worked through what I had said, finally relenting and sulking off to the back of my head. 

　　Turning my attention back to Kayla, who was still trailing kisses along my jaw, her tongue doing its magic, I found myself grinning at the gorgeous goddess in my arms. Shouldering the overgrown ivy to the side, I slipped behind it into our secret spot; in the dark, it looked like something from a fairytale. 

　　Trees were covered in moss and ivy, wildflowers scattering the base of the trees in vibrant yellows, pinks and purples in the moonlight; they shone almost neon. To the one side stood a run-down hunting lodge, plagued by the winding white ivy flowers, its wooden frame buckling under their weight. No longer strong enough to hold Kayla and I as we stared up at the stars and forgot the day's stress and politics.

　　To the right, a stunning waterfall gushed over a large natural rock fall. I'd lost count of how many summer days Kayla, Tommy and I had escaped here and spent hours jumping into the pool at the bottom of the fall, swimming excitedly in the lake that filtered through the wildflowers until it slipped out of our secret haven and into the forest behind. 

　　Swinging Kayla around, her laughter bouncing off the stones, I placed her on the floor on her feet, leaning down to claim her mouth, kissing her feverishly. Loving how her lips moulded to mine! 

　　"I hope you've improved your swimming technique since we were last here!" I grinned against her lips playfully.

　　"What?" She laughed, confusion twinkling in her eyes. Before she could respond, I lifted her over my shoulder, biting her ass roughly as she smacked my back half-heartedly, squealing in amusement. Spanking her ass hard, knowing my hand print would remain on her ass for a day or two along with my bite mark, reminders of our last night together! 

　　With a laugh, I threw her off my shoulder laughing; she landed in the water, coating me in the cold sprinkles from the lake, her beautiful hair springing into ringlets and framing her face, making her look young and carefree even with the look of murder flaring in her eyes. 

　　Pulling my shirt over my head, I flung in behind me; my trousers and boots followed quickly. My eyes never wavering from Kayla's sultry gaze until I dived into the cool waters; I could just make out her legs kicking to get away from me. Swimming towards her quickly, slamming into her side, my arms circled her, pushing her back against the rockery, caging her with our body. 

　　As soon I came to the surface for air, my lips immediately found hers, devouring them hungry, our tongues mating lushly. Running my fingers up her sides, I tutted at her playfully.

　　"Still can't swim, I see!" Archer laughed as I splashed her with water. 

　　"That's ok, buddy. She's good at plenty of other things." I teased, making him chuckle. Relief spread through me, sensing him admiring her; I knew he wanted her, needed her... just as much as I did! 

　　"What's Archer saying!" She pouted, I knew she hated that she could not link in with Archer like other wolves, she was desperate for her wolf to appear! The mist from the waterfall sprayed her face, making her look even more ravishing even now when sulking.

　　"He thinks you are wearing too many clothes for swimming!" I moaned, pulling on the fabric, keeping her body covered from me. Too distracted by my wandering hands, I didn't notice that she had lifted her hands until she dunked me under the water, attempting to swim off. 

　　"Ooo, you'll pay for that little love!" Archer growled possessively aloud, having forced control without me realising until his voice boomed through the air, making me smirk. Relenting and letting him have control and fun with our little pocket rocket, I settled down, observing through his dark eyes. Hearing her giggle filter up to our ears, I could feel his arousal, leaving no doubt that he was bored with tonight!

　　Digging his fingers into Kalya's side, he smirked down at her, darkly gripping the fabric of her shirt through the water and tearing it from her body; seeing her lick her lips seductively; he did the same with her bottoms, gripping her pert ass and pulling her to his chest, her legs wrapping around our waist instinctively.

　　Her hands wound into my hair, yanking my head back; I felt Archer tense as the scent of vanilla and coconut wafted through the air bouncing off the water and hitting Archer hard, taking us by surprise! We both knew something was wrong... the scent was too strong; it was her! 

　　She was close by, and Archer not only knew it but had complete control! 

　　"Archer, buddy!" I tried, but my words bounced back unheard... the bastard had shut me out!