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

He dances and sings, then, he finishes up by taking a knee in front of me, so close that his lips are just a breath away from mine.

I feel a great pull toward him and…my fear grows to the extent I scream.

When I finally get the feeling in my limbs I bolt backwards, crashing into the grass whilst trying to put as much distance between me and him as possible.

"Luna, Luna." I hear Malcom and Celine's voices, but I'm unable to control myself.

This fear has me, it has burrowed deep within my soul that I have no control over myself.

I can't even look away from the campfire.

I just keep crumbling backwards, until I feel a hand on me, on my left shoulder.

When I turn, I find Celine, trying to hold onto me, trying to hold me in place, but like a wild animal I push and crumble over myself.

She grips me, pulls me in and holds onto me tightly so I can't move anymore.

Chapter 185: Bleeding Hearts