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

Darius says nothing, does nothing.

The aura surrounding us overturns from intimate wants and lighthearted feels, to fearful and dread-filled silence.

"I didn't get word of his arrival." Darius says with a neutral tone.

"That's because he isn't coming." Kysilius says and I feel the pressing aura vanish in an instant.

And I see Darius' rigidness free up.

"He'll be coming during the second cour." Kysilius shoots me a ghastly glance. "Hopefully by then, distractions will be a thing of the past." Kysilius says before walking off.

'Why did grandfather contact you and not me?' Darius Neuropaths Kysilius, and I go stiff, suddenly unsure of how to behave so as to not draw attention to myself.

'Probably because I've told him everything.' Kysilius responds.

Chapter 111: The Clawing Ground