Story By Stacie Sloan
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Stacie Sloan

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I love reading; mainly werewolf fiction. However, I love all romance books with a good story line. I would love to eventually get to write a story myself.
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The Missing Queen Alpha
Updated at Jan 21, 2020, 14:42
I love hunting; the quiet, and the crisp air. I crouch down as a deer comes into my view. I could hear it's heartbeat. It doesn't know I'm here. I shift my haunches as I prepare to leap, when I notice four eyes appear in the darkness right past my prey. Their eyes zero in on me and I hear their growls across the meadow. The deer darts hearing it also. I have two choices approach them or run. I have never ran from a fight and I don't plan to start. So, I shift back into human form and slowly walk into the meadow showing the wolves I don't want to fight by holding up my hands. "What are you doing? Are you trying to get us killed? Let me back out." Asked Mirina in my head. She is my wolf and she is pacing in my mind not liking the situation. "It's only two of them, and we are bigger than both of them combined." I responded to her smartly. I stand on the edge of the meadow. The wolves have not come out from the treeline, but I can still see their eyes. Suddenly, a third pair of eyes appear and then all the eyes disappear. The brush in front of where the wolves were rustled and out stepped three men. My eyes immediately go to the tallest out front. He must be the one who just came up. As my eyes met his, the wind blew behind me. His eyes dilated and slowly closed while a smile slowly spread across his face. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" He said as his eyes snapped open and bored into mine. Mirina went crazy and screamed the one word I dreaded her ever saying "MATE!!!"
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