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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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Chapter 187: The Cave

"How much further now?"

"Not too far, the cave should be just beyond that stream."

"Good, let's hurry and get out of here."

'Abigail?' Celine calls me, so I snap out of my daze.

I don't respond, I just turn to her so she knows I heard her Neuropath.

'Do I even need to ask?' She says, deep concern in her voice.

'No…I'm fine.' I say, then I turn away from her.

'Right…as usual.' She says, then turns toward the path ahead.

I try to stay focused, I try to be alert and keep my mind on the task ahead.

But…memories of last night, take the forefront of my mind.

And each time, I find myself feeling empty.

'You'll…be alright once we leave this island.' Celine once again calls my attention.

It is now that it dawns on me how kind Celine really is.

As his words of last night sinks in, and so does the emptiness, I also remember Celine and how much she fought for me.