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Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors. I’m excerpting from Alien Mate, my new sci-fi romance. If you were here last week, I’m jumping ahead by a few chapters. Starr has been sent to a frozen planet to become an alien’s mail order bride. In this scene, Torg introduces her to his tribe. A man in the front row has been glowering at her…
“Why did you come here?” demanded the scowling man up front in a feminine voice. He was a she!
Torg tensed. Why? Because of how I might answer, or because like me he sensed animosity? She couldn’t possibly view me as a threat. She could have her choice of men. Okay, I had snagged the chief, the most eligible bachelor of the clan, but if she had wanted him, she probably could have had him before I’d arrived.
He’s mine now, lady.
I’m Starr Elizabeth Conner. Earth’s government falsely convicted me of a crime, packed me on a ship with other female felons, and sent us to Dakon, a primitive, frozen wasteland of a planet. Why? Earth needs minerals, and Dakon is desperate for females.
But I’m no barbarian’s ‘mail order bride,’ even if he is super tall, muscular, and the chief of his tribe. He doesn’t want a BBW blonde, either–it’s written all over his chiseled face. He’ll be truly angry if he ever learns what my ‘crime’ was.
I am Torg. I have waited 34 rotations for a mate of my own. With this shipment, I was sure to get a fine, sturdy mate who’ll bear me many daughters. Instead, I receive a small, curvy, pale-haired female who looks at me with anger and fear.
It is only when we ‘kiss’ that I believe things may work out between us. But I’m hearing rumors that Starr and her shipmates are law-breakers. To survive, Dakonians must obey all laws … or be exiled into the frozen wasteland. Just when I have found her, will I have to send my mate to die?
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