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

"Luna Abigail, it's me Malcom." Malcom says, which for some reason really annoys me.

I'm a wolf, I can discern his voice more than three meters away, of course I'll know it's him.

"Okay Malcom." I say, whilst scrambling for the sheets of paper.

When I make it to the ground and pick up one of two that had fallen here, I freeze in place when I see what resembles a totem drawn on the paper.

"Luna, can I come in…I want to…"

"No don't come in I'm naked!" I scream, then I proceed to frantically pick each paper up as fast as I can.

When I've gotten all, I leap over the bed and pull out a drawer of the cupboard adjacent the bed, in which I toss the papers inside and shut it more loud than I had anticipated.

"Luna, are you okay?" Malcom asks me, and I feel him inching closer to the door, concern lacing his voice.

I search every corner of the room to ensure I didn't miss anything, and when I'm sure there is nothing, I call out.

Chapter 221: Offspring