Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Narrator: TG Burnsย

โMs. Morgan wove a tale of loyalty, honor and love. It was a quick read but fully developed and well thought out.โ~4 Star Review by The Romance Reviews (from Amazon)
โAnother great story by V.S. Morgan! . . . Once I started Rex’s Mate, I couldn’t put it down. The author has managed to put just the right amount of angst and suspense in the book, along with some sweetness and humor, that keeps you flipping pages. I can’t wait to see who’s story is next!โย ~5 Star Review by Sydnee (from Amazon)
โEXCELLENT read. Loved every bit of it.โ~5 Star Review by Amazon Customer

Something tickled his ear, and teeth nipped the lobe. Oh, he liked it a bit rough.
โOh yeah, baby. Bite me again. Harder.โ Rex opened his eyes, finding himself on his side, face-to-face with the rabbit.
โScrew that!โ He scrambled back, landing bare-assed on the floor.
Screw bunny?
His wolfโs puzzled response had him crab walking toward the door. How the hell had it gotten in bed with him? Hunter. That shithead.
Leaving the rabbit there, Rex shoved onto his feet and stormed upstairs to their room. He opened the door with so much force it slammed against the wall, causing Priss to bark at the end of the bed.
His righteous indignation diminished slightly with Hunterโs Glock trained on him. Maybe he needed to rethink how soft the former assassin had gotten. His friend lowered the gun and glared at him.
โWhat the hell, Hunter?โ He planted his hands on his hips, more confident without a gun pointed at his face.
Casey sat up and rubbed his eyes, his reddish-blond hair standing on end. โWhatโs the naked, crazy man yelling about?โ
Hunter covered the little wolfโs eyes. Shifters werenโt prudes, but he was one possessive dude now he had a mate. โWhatโs your damage? And go put some clothes on. Casey doesnโt need to see your man bits.โ
โAs if you didnโt know. I moved here, froze my balls off last winter, and how do you repay that friendship? By putting a rabbit on my bed. That wasnโt funny. I could have eaten him.โ His stomach churned even though his wolf huffed in denial, insulted by the accusation.
No eat. Wolf like bunny.
Yeah, probably too much, you dumb wolf.

V.S. Morgan has lived all over the US but calls Minnesota her home now. Her family includes her hubby, son, and a menagerie of pets.
She’s been writing stories since she could hold a pencil and dreams of happily-ever-afters – even for two hot men – because love knows no boundaries. V.S. writes IRMC contemporary, paranormal, and suspense m/m and m/f with heart.ย
V.S. is a GLBT ally and a lifetime contributor of The Trevor Project.