Archer struggled with his decision for days after Melita and Aria had left the pack house, Cooper had locked himself in his room, begging for time which the Alpha had given him.
Two weeks after the warrior had rejected Aria, Archer finally decided it was time to get the young man out of his room. Knocking on the door, he heard a groan before Cooper’s depressed voice floated through the door.
‘Who is it?’ he asked uninterestedly.
‘It’s Alpha’ Archer replied, smiling to himself as he heard the sound of clothes being thrown into a wardrobe, the door opened, and a dishevelled Cooper gazed up at him through red rimmed eyes. His sweatpants were dirty and hung loosely off his frame due to the warrior’s refusal to eat.
‘Going to let me in?’ Archer asked, shaking his head as the young man blush
