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 have nine days left for The Clawing, and instead of me to be preparing so as to not lose an arm or a leg during said event, I'm standing in front of a private jet, which is gearing up to take I and Darius to Spain.

Though I'm missing out on one thing, I at least am making my way towards Darius.

I know I'm affecting in some way, and that thought alone, is stirring up feelings within me I'm to afraid to explore.

So I bottle it as best as I can, but that is nice not made easy anytime I'm around him.

Particularly today as he pulls me close, or rather, as he had been pulling me close to him ever since we left his castle.

I feel my heart race, in a good way, which I don't want to like, but I do.

And I feel hot, so much so that the fervent wind bellowing from every direction does little to cool me off.

Darius after making preparations, nudges me forward, and I'm the lead to make it onto the stairs of the jet.

Chapter 71: The Private Jet