Vict0r

I was never meant to be discovered. After my father’s death, my mother severed ties with the Jacksonville Pack and retreated into the swamps to hide a secret—me. Raised in this dangerous, isolated wilderness filled with ogres, panthers, and bog hags, I’ve never had contact with anyone except my mother. 

That is, until the Alpha of the Jacksonville Pack shows up, claiming that we share the rare and fated bond of True Mates. Unfortunately, my awkwardness and lack of social experience make me an unsuitable match, and he quickly breaks our bond, sending me back to the swamps.Just when I’ve given up hope, a mysterious man rescues me and brings me to his home, where I meet his two rough, biker brothers. Cast out from the pack for defying its Alpha, these triplets are also lone wolves. Unlike others, they don’t mock me for my lack of social skills—they take care of me, heal my wounds, and show me the world I’ve been kept from. 

But dark forces are closing in, and they’re determined to claim my life just as they did my father’s. Can these three protectors save me from the same fate?"True Mate Rejected " is the first book in a trilogy of steamy, near-future paranormal romances featuring an innocent, sheltered heroine and her multiple, tough, protective mates who share her love. There’s no choosing between them. The book contains mature scenes for readers over 18, with mild kink and an age gap. All intimate moments are consensual.

TRUE MATE REJECTED

She shakes her head and wraps her arms around herself like the AC makes her cold instead of being a fucking blessing. "I don't need anything." "Yes, you do," I say, grabbing her wrist. I seize a metal cart and shove it at her. "If you can't get your shit yourself, we'll stick together. You push."

Her	brow	furrows,	and	she	examines	the	cart,	the	wheels, everything. "Well, ain't this something?" she asks at last. "I wish I'd had

one of these when I killed a gator. I could have pushed it home instead of dragging it by the tail."

The thought of her dragging a five-hundred-pound alligator through the bog tickles my funny bone, and I can't help but laugh. "Yeah, babe, you could have pushed him home through the swamp."

Chapter 29