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

As we trek through the swampland, the sun punches its way over the horizon, clearing the way for the dawn.

Axel sets me gently in his truck and buckles the belt around me. He hesitates a second, then leans in and buries his nose in my lilac hair, taking a long, deep breath. I watch his cock bob against his belly before he pulls away.

When he climbs in his side of the truck, I relax against the door, but I'm already plotting my way back to my men. Axel can make my body feel good, but only they make my heart sing.

Axel drives us out of the marsh and into the chaos of Jacksonville, with the cars careening toward us at breakneck speed, making me nearly scream before they zoom past without touching the truck.

Chapter 52