Baited
Archer gulped. He didn't mean to offend Safira with his actions but clearly, his intentions were skewed.
"Luna Safira… I…"
"I was the one who appointed you to become my personal guard and now you're asking Alpha Damien to revoke it? Don't you think that's just rude?"
He looked up at Safira. Her expression was clear for all to see.
"My apologies, Safira. I… I wasn't thinking," He apologized genuinely.
She sighed as she leaned back in her seat. Damien's hands were still on her shoulders, reassuring her that he had her back. No matter what decision she chose to make, he would support her one hundred percent.
"Your request is denied, Archer. You're going to remain as my personal guard, whether you like it or not. Even if your mate over here doesn't agree with it," Safira declared with a cheeky grin at the end.
"Of course, Luna Safira. I will abide by- My mate?" He looked up at his Alpha and Luna with a puzzled expression.