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

The demon and the flames all sink and vanish into a stream laden with rocks, and within, a sheen that reflects the sun's light.

I stop screaming and I swallow an enormous gulp of air.

when I come to, I find Elias clutching onto me, and I hear a muffled calling above the pain in my head.

But within a second, his words become coherent and the pain in my head subsides.

"Abigail, Abigail what's the matter?" I look into his eyes, mine devoid of life, when I push him away, and get off the bed frantically.

"What was that!?" I scream at Elias, pointing at the canvas.

"What was that Elias!? What did you do to me!?" As I speak, my thoughts drift back and forth to the stream, the stream.

I open my eyes, and I find myself on the floor, Elias holding onto me.

Chapter 62: The Truth Is Elusive