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

My damn stomach won't let me be, so much so that I haven't left this toilet since, I even feel another hurl brewing in the pit of my stomach.

I try to distract myself, but the ship's buoyant motion won't let me be.

It's something completely new to me, I've already thrown up eight times in the past half hour, even though I've had nothing to eat.

At this point, I'm afraid I'll throw up my entrails.

It's moments like this that makes me wish I was human.

If I was, I wouldn't feel this unstable movement of the ship, but as a wolf, I feel it all, even the most minute swaying.

My stomach lurches and I hurl into the toilet.

*CREAK* Pulls my thoughts, but not my head from the toilet.

"That's enough, come over here, I have a few medications for you." Celine says.

I try to obey, but another hurl prevents me from doing so.

Celine's footsteps grow in volume, till she stands just behind me.

Chapter 173: A Rocking Ship