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

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

Chapter 87: Home

The feeling bearing down on me is mighty, that I feel it could crush me.

I feel the weight of the child's pain, I feel the turmoil that is crashing into him.

I feel the loss, I feel the sorrow, and I want to break down, but I can't, because, I can't even see myself.

I just feel my consciousness present, but I see nothing else, other than what the boy sees.

"What do you know, there's one left." A voice echoes, and we jolt.

We make to run, but our body refuses to listen, it refuses to obey.

We just feel the pain breaking into our bones and being.

"Is this the son we were told about?" A wolf says, we turn to him, but we see nothing, other than a black silhouette representing a person, with glowing scratchy eyes erratically vibrating around his face.

He pulls us up and stares at us.