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

I race all the way to the right, then I make my way up an elevated tree trunk.

When I get to its edge, I leap, trying my best to reach for the branch hanging a few inches away.

But I know each time I attempted this, I always missed.

And it would seem I'm going to miss again, as my hands are falling below its intended trajectory.

I search myself, feeling out several Instincts, and then immediately picking out the one I know to be telekinesis.

I pull the tree branch down, and I grab onto it, right when I'm about to miss.

I use the momentum of the leap to swing myself onto another tree.

And again, I use the Instinct to pull the branch within my range.

As I find myself completely rapt and or fixated on this part of the course, I never thought and or could not look to disover if Darius had fallen into the pit that stretched out for four meters.

Chapter 67: Path To Victory