Female Predator Novels & Stories

--- **Story 8: Queen of the Pack** **Chapter 1** The full moon hung heavy and blood-red over the ancient forest clearing. Selene Voss stood at the center of the stone circle, naked except for the ceremonial silver chains that draped across her body like jewelry. At twenty-eight, she was the first female alpha in three generations — powerful, fierce, and breathtaking. Long black hair cascaded down her back, her body toned and curvaceous with full breasts, strong thighs, and an aura of raw authority that made even the strongest wolves lower their eyes.

No man since had kissed her like he had. She gritted her teeth and swallowed hard. He stirred primal longings in her too strong to quench. The desire to feel him deep inside her, filling her with his seed, producing their offspring, their family—sharing a lifetime commitment as mates forever overwhelmed her. But he wasn’t the leader of the pack. Even if she wanted Caleb for her mate, she didn’t think he’d ever be strong enough to have her. Yet, she couldn’t help but keep in touch with Argos, the old former leader of the pack. Knowing Caleb was alive and well... She growled with exasperation. For now, she had to hunt like a wolf, and in the interim, search for a different prey—the feral preda

If only this were a wolf pack, he would have changed into his wolf. Hunter began to panic as his mate's scent began to get distant. He scanned the hotel quickly, and his eyes came to a stop at the door. Three women were walking out, or was one of them a boy? One of them is his mate!! Hunter ran down the stairs quickly as he measured them up. Two were full-grown women, and they were dressed to the nines, while one was a teenager? He couldn't tell because he/she was putting on big trousers with a big sweater that had a hoodie.

But that didn’t bother her, giving into her animal instincts gave her solace, gave her peace. Within a few seconds, the white wolf was gone, and in its place stood a tall, lean woman with hair almost as white as snow and eyes as blue as the endless oceans. In place of the white wolf, now stood Mikalya Carnell, the first ever Female Alpha in the world dominated by male shifters.

But the predators were usually feared by all. It wasn’t a surprise however, to see a scavenger pack trying to challenge two predatory lone wolves, especially since we were women. Apparently, women, whether predatory or non-predatory, fell even below scavengers in the social hierarchy. Which is exactly why the falcon Alpha of the SkySummit flock decided to call us out in the middle of the desert, that too before sunrise.

Saw that pain that plagued her. “I can feel it wrapped around your soul. It is only my presence that keeps the feral beast of your pain away.” Adelaide felt the worry within her tone as she spoke and tried to chill her resolve to a cool exterior. The Goddess was doubting her, something that unsettled her greatly. She had always been known as the top predator, the harbinger of death. None escaped her wrath, but it was the Goddess who made her what she was. She had never lived a life without her constant presence pressing in her mind.

Riley chokes, pleading with her mate. "Kennedy doesn't like to be grabbed from behind," I say softly and this grabs Skylar's attention. "Carolyn was her Aunt and ordered several members to beat her as a young child of five. They raped and tortured both her and her leopard for years." "I already lost one mate Mark," Skylar chokes with tears rolling down her cheeks. "Those babies may not be mine, but I'll be damned to lose another child." Mark lets out a calming breath and nods with understanding. "I'm sorry," he says softly and Skylar nods lightly.