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

I whimper, so wet with desire that I can feel it soaking into the bed under me. "Yes," I manage.

Callan slides his fingers between my legs again, pushing two inside me. He strokes across my little nub, and I explode with pleasure. When I'm done clenching around his fingers, he leans down and takes a deep sniff between my legs. "Still want me to fuck you?" he asks with a crooked smile.

He quickly strips off his clothes and climbs on the bed, stretching the length of his body next to mine. He starts massaging my hip, pushing his stiff cock against my thigh.

"Closer," I breathe. "I need your weight on top of me."

I feel at once aroused and vulnerable, like I might cry one minute and come the next. It's an odd feeling, one that's no doubt the result of nearly losing my life.

"What's the matter, pet?" Callan says, his eyes boring into me with concern, as if he can sense my conflict.

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