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

Whatever it is I felt when I first encountered those marine creatures, whatever it was I felt when I first laid eyes on the island, everything has been dialed up to 11 as the ship approaches its sandy shores.

I stand on the ship's haul frozen in place.

The salty air lashes against my face and the ship's smooth sailing has been reverted to an unsteady and erratic buoyant upheaval.

I try to keep calm, but I feel my nerves failing me.

Most especially as these indescribable whispers chant words in my ears, which I can't understand.

As the seconds pass and we get closer, I feel like every bone in my body is about to shatter.

In this moment, I've become a moth caught in a hurricane.

I try with every ounce of my strength to keep myself together, but the closer we get, the more I feel I'll lose my sanity.

This crippling fear and this strange pull, a mix of water and oil.

Chapter 180: The Island