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

It takes the better part of an hour to cleanse and tend Ethan's wounds. That vampire did a number on him, barely missing his carotid artery, or I'd be a twin now, instead of a triplet.

Bloody towels fill the kitchen sink, and crimson spatters cover the floor, but at least my brother is alive.

I had to break out our best liquor to stitch Ethan up good and proper. Now that he's shit-faced, I tie off the last thread on his neck and pat his shoulder. "Good as new."

Ethan opens his eyes—he's kept them squeezed shut with a grimace on his face while I've stitched his neck. "You fucking done?"

"Just about." I grab the can of spray antiseptic we keep for moments like this and spritz some onto his wound. "The scar'll leave you uglier than you already are. Want to see?"

Ethan takes another swig of whiskey and shakes his head. "Nah. I trust you."

"Then let's go deal with the body."

Chapter 30