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

He missed me? Surely, that can't be it.

"Are you serious?" I ask him, wondering to myself if he really risked every single thing, just because he wanted to see me.

"I am." He says, like a child says to his mother when he has done something wrong.

I stare at him, and I find he is actually serious.

I tighten my grip on his hand, and he looks into my eyes.

Hopefully, he'll see just how much I love him right now.

"Well, let's continue. On to the cafe."

I say that with an old-timey accent for some odd reason, which in turn makes him smile.

We make our way to a relatively small cafe, and as opposed to taking a seat on one of many pairs of chairs with a table at its center.

Elias instead pulls me along, and we head around it, making for an alleyway.

When we walk for a few seconds, he stops, darts his head from right to left.

Chapter 46: Tranquility And My True Ma