Hey! So here’s my short story and I hope you guys like it!
“Travelin’ Soldier”
By the Dixie Chicks
I would listen to the song AFTER you read it. This song, by far, is one of my favorites, always touching my heart.
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Mason POV
“Hey Mason, wait up!” Greg, my best friend since elementary, came barreling down the street. Still in my depressed mood, I continued down to Suzie’s Cafe, steadily ignoring him. Unfortunately, he caught up to me quick, thanks to the 24/7 training for camp.
“Thanks bud,” Greg huffed sarcastically, throwing his arm over my shoulder against my protests. “Listen, I’m going to go pick up a quickie with Miss Vivian,” he smirks while waggling his eyebrows.
I shove him away glaring, “This is going to come back and haunt you one day. What will your mate think about her slutty man?”
“What she doesn’t know, won’t kill her.” Smiling unaffected, “Besides I haven’t even met her, so what’s the problem? I’m already going to be chained down, might as well have some fun!”
“Yeah, whatever,” I grumble.
Greg suddenly stops and pulls me to a halt, “Listen man, I know you not finding your mate is killing you, but you’ll find her. If anyone deserves a mate, it’s you.”
A growl rumbles in my chest and Greg backs up putting his hands in the air. Males are supposed to find there mates at the age of eighteen, and the females at sixteen. If the male doesn’t find his mate within that year, his body automatically stops aging, waiting for the female. I turned eighteen four years ago, along with Greg. Not having my mate by my side is torchering me, Greg on the other hand is actually happy.
I’m pulled out of my reverie when Greg wolf whistles. I look behind me and see a rather slutty Vivian who is most likely loaded with STDs. ‘Serves him right,’ I chuckle to myself. He takes off running and yells over his shoulder, “Don’t forget the bus deploys at seven! Sergeant will be pissed and you know the consequences!”
Checking my watch, I see I have about a hour before departure. Feeling hungry, I walk in the cafe and sit in a booth towards the back. I glance outside watching as the cars pass by. I check my watch and notice that fifteen minutes have passed by. ‘Ugh! Where’s the damn waiter? I’m going to give them a piece of m-’
“Sorry for the wait sir, is there anything I can get you?” A beautiful voice rang to my ears.
I snap my head around so fast and ignore the pain, taking in the beauty before me. Every sound and image blur out as I focus upon the angel made solely for me. What have I done to deserve this breath-taking creature? Surely, this is just a dream.
“Um....sir?” my mate asks tentatively, as if I was going to whip out and do something that would lock me up in the loony bin forever.
“Do you have a moment?” I ask staring in her sparkling eyes.
She glances around unsure and stares at me for minutes. I gulp and my palms become sweaty, praying to God she says yes. Slowly, but surely, she sits down across from me and bites down on her lips.
“I know this will sound odd and you will probably think I’m crazy, but I was wondering....can I send you letters? I-I don’t have a sweetheart and my family is gone, I have no one to talk to.”
She glances outside, as if the answers will come to her. Chewing on her lip and creasing her brow she looks back to me. “You aren’t a rapist or murderer are you? My daddy owns a shot gun, and I’ve played the piccolo for years, making my fingers really strong and fast”
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Hombres LoboMINI WOLF MATING STORIES!!!! Add your own part or suggest one for me to write!!! its all based on music and its something for every single werewolf romantic!! Warning : sexual content does occurs in certain parts.
