Bec’s P.O.V.
As soon as I saw Archer, when I had walked back into the living room of Derek’s apartment, I knew that Tim was dead, and the threat was gone. One, by seeing all the blood on Archer’s face. And two, by the look in his eyes. He was looking more Alpha right now than I had ever seen him before. He looked so determined, bossy and even dangerous in some kind of way, like a true leader would. And a part of me felt afraid of the man standing in front of me right now. He had told his mother to take care of Nikki and after that, he had basically pulled me into the bathroom after him, not saying another word, as he had locked the door and turned to face me.
“Is he…” dead, is he dead. That is what I had wanted to say, but the words weren’t able to get past my lips.
“Yes, he is.” Archer
