Ecoist_Stories

Abigail is the daughter of a once proud but now dying pack, a pack that would do anything to restore their position amongst the greatest packs once again.

But luckily for them, Abigail catches the attention of Darius, alpha of the most powerful and dangerous pack in America. 

She is at once given to him as a bargaining chip more so than a bride, as a means to cement her pack's relationship with that of Darius'.

Now Abigail will have to survive this prison she calls a marriage to the monster wolf Darius, while also trying to suppress her feelings for her true mate Elias.

But this is easier said than done, because amidst finding the secrets to her past, and plotting with her true mate to escape and bring down Darius, she will find herself bearing feelings towards him, and learn everything to be more complex than she initially thought.

And it all starts with Abigail trying to make Darius fall for her.

"I don't know how you got that idea into your pretty head, but Darius doesn't fall in love."

"There's a first time for everything."

"A first time huh?" Darius' voice echoes into my ears.

"You have two months to make me fall for you. But if you fail, I'll kill your best friend Rosemary, her mate, and every member of your pack."

Mated To The Wrong Alpha

Two days passed by me in what seemed like an instant.

And with these two days, came results concerning my physical attributes that weren't exactly astounding, but weren't horrible either.

Tomorrow Darius will return, and I have to not die from the construction.

I've studied it and memorized it, but I don't know if I'll come out of it unscathed like I did yesterday.

Perhaps the fear of his presence will make me falter, and kill myself.

As I think about it the more, the more I get anxious and frightened.

I'm literally dancing on the edge of death, and I'm mad enough to keep doing it for my goal.

I'll see it through, no matter how frightened I may be.

Pulls me from my head, and I jolt.

I stare at the curtains covering the door, wondering to myself who it might be.

"Abigail." Sinks into my heart when I discover the voice to be that of Rosemary's.

Chapter 38: Rosemary Isn't A Wolf