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

Warrick barely says a word to me after we leave Paradise Acres. He drives me to something called a drive-through and buys me food he says is fast. The burger tastes okay, but the meat would be better if it wasn't cooked. The best part is a chocolate milkshake, which is unlike anything I've ever had in the swamp, that's for sure.

After we eat, Warrick tosses all the paper wrappers and the waxy cups in a bin and heads for his motorcycle. I follow obediently and climb on behind him, careful to keep my hands to myself, unless he careens around a turn, laying the bike on edge. Then, I grab on.

When he first started driving, it scared me, but once I realized it was just like running as a wolf but faster and louder, exhilaration poured through me. On the way home, I keep my exuberance to myself, though, since Warrick seems to be in one of his grumpy moods. When Mama got like that, it was best to shut my trap and let her come out of it herself.

Chapter 31