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Mated To The Wrong Alpha

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."

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#MYSTERY
#DARK
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#VILLAIN
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#SUPERNATURAL
#FATEDLOVE
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

Chapter 152: Resorting To Drastic Means

The Luna bends low and arches her back, readying herself to pounce.

If this Luna is to catch me in one dive, I'll be flung out of here.

I mustn't let her grab a hold of me.

Maybe Darius' Flame Instinct...

Ah crap, I've already chosen an Instinct, now I'm done.

The Luna wastes no time and rams me.

I try to sidestep her, but her widespread arms are doing a spectacular job of keeping me in place.

I wish I had the Enhancer Instinct, I would have been able to leap over her rather easily.

Another idea hits my neurons and I have no choice but to trust in it.

I leap over her...or at least I pretend to do so.

And just like I planned, she prepares herself to catch me midair, but instead of following through, I slide under her arms and make for the plank-like platforms stuck onto the side of the wall layer by layer.

I'm guessing my flags should be at the top of this wall.

And that would be it.