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TRUE MATE REJECTED

TRUE MATE REJECTED

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Chapter 1 Cha 1

Word Count: 1113    |    Released on: 15/11/2024

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om domination to trying different positions, but nothing's working. A

something she called "The Amazing Bee," where she was on top, squatting, which was supposed to allow me to explore di

cted to each other. We're here because we got to talking about True Mates, and how you could know that person, the other ha

but feel a soul-bond even without fucking, though you might not know w

it out and make sure. If it turned out we were True Mates, we'

e world, and seeing as how today we can't even reach the

onville pack, that doesn't increase my chances. I inherited the position, but it wasn't magically ordained. If the older

isn't working, boss. I'm going to hea

ile you're here," I say, squ

ff of me, and my cock lands with a sticky, w

e won't be a next time. Our connection doesn't work, just like none of

g but the usual release of emptying my seed. No True Mate by

bedstand and see I missed a text. I'm thankful for the distrac

rom one of my wolf sc

again. Six injuries.

hese fucking vampires. Taking a few deep breaths calms my anger. I direct a gla

mine has boards over the windows. It's uninhabitable. Since my small house stands ever so slightly uphill from the houses across the street, I was spared from the last great floo

t the bayous, swamps, and riv

"Fucking vampires," I mutter through gritted teeth. Fuck them and their bloodlust and lack

dthirsty motherfuckers struck. My Second-the wolf with whom I'd explored,

ether- fighting side by side, covering each other's back

oing to f

in my pocket, don my clothes, and head out of the bedroom. On the way

with a satisfying crash, probably shaking loos

is house. But that day is not today. T

r," comes a vo

, with one leg resting on the cushioned arm. Short and muscular, she reclin

she's been reading and rests it in her

ain," I snap, fury p

ight. "Who's dead?" She finger-combs the long strands of hair still trailing along t

e, thi

m I right?" She stands and sashays towar

iar gesture m

you think it's wise to go off all half-cocked

I'm sick of this shit." I step back fro

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