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

A day had passed since I fainted at the training grounds.

And no matter how many times I urged Malcom, framing it as exhaustion from over training, he still wouldn't give in.

Saying that him constantly passing out is dangerous, that if anything were to happen while he was out cold, he wouldn't be able to protect me.

Despite all that, I kept asking-even ordering him to let me go, but he still refused.

My last resort at this point was the totem, so I waited the day out, and as soon as night fell, I made my way to the garden, where I descretely retrieved the totem from one of the many vases housing plant life, and I made my way to Darius' room.

I made sure to close the curtains and lock the door.

After which, all that was left for me to do was hold onto the totem, and wait.

And wait I did, for an hour, for two, for three.

For hours, till light began to seep through the curtains, and I realised, it's morning.

Chapter 63: Silence