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

After Malcom had agreed to join me, I made sure to check if he was lying over and over again. But each time, he swore not to tell Darius in any form or manner. And as per my Instinct, I could tell his was being truthful.

Having Malcom on my side could not have been more of a blessing. Because now I'm given leeway to do what I need to do. Nightfall comes, and I sneak out of the cabin with his help.

He doesn't follow me, he just promises he'd be waiting for me when I get back. So I waste no time. Rushing through the forest, I make sure to keep my senses on high alert. Nothing can go wrong now, nothing.

Making my way to Doma, I find her at the spot where...where...dammit. All of a sudden I feel my strength seep out of me, and by the look in Doma's eyes, I can see she's noticed.

"Somthin wrong little wolf?" She asks me, her words a soft melody to my ears. Why is she being mindful of the way she speaks? She's only reminding me of what I've done.

Chapter 245: Another Piece In Place