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

"What happened to the old one?" Mikhail says and the exact same question could be aimed at him.

"Were you not aware Head Alpha Mikhail? The old Head Alpha was a rogue," I notice Xhao shift slightly when Darius utters those words. "Which, with the help of Xhao, we successfully decommissioned."

The murmurs returns once more and again, positivity rings in the air.

"So this former Head Alpha is dead then?" Mikhail asks a question that doesn't bode well for us.

I steal glances at Darius from the side of my eye and I find what I believe to be anger exuding off of him.

Something about this anger doesn't feel like it's exactly pointed at Mikhail, which makes me shiver mildly.

"Oh Xhao's request, we would have him imprisoned rather than killed."

The murmurs take a turn for the negative.

Chapter 157: Another Uproar