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

While I'm absorbed by the cheers and elation of my own heart, I don't hear the Lunas groaning and even wailing.

Or I don't want to hear, because once again, I did it.

"What a show our wonderful Lunas have given us yet again. And yet again the Head Luna has wowed us away. It goes without saying that the most flags belong to her. So she and her partner, are the number OOONNNNEE!" The announcer says and the crowd goes wild.

I can't help the wide grin on my face, not a grin of pride, but one of, surrealism.

"Please Lunas, clear the maze have yourself a wonderful rest of the day. Time for the next batch of Lunas to show what they're made of."

I draw my attention away from the announcer floating overhead on his rickety drone contraption and toward my surroundings.

The Lunas around us are all but gone, leaving just me and Caroline.

Who I just realized I'm still holding onto her hand.

Chapter 137: A Short Lived Relief