The Baby Hex by Maggie Hemlock

Some wounds never heal. They pass down through the generations like sap running down tree bark. As much as I deny it, I know I’m not different. It doesn’t matter which side of my family you look at – trouble, trouble, and more trouble. I’ll avoid setting my true-mate’s life on fire at any cost. At least, I thought I would, but Pierce is determined to see this through to the end. My only hope is that I’m not the end of him.

Crilus moved across the Atlantic to practice magic on his own terms. If he has to carry around the stigma of his not-so-distant ancestors, why shouldn’t he reap the rewards of the magic he inherited from them? Only now, it looks like the magic he practices above his bar in secret might be coming back to bite him, or is it?

When the bar is assaulted, he and both of his cousins are home. Below them is the bartender and patrons. Is someone really coming after him? It doesn’t matter who they’re after. His bar was attacked, and it was his shields that were rocked by the assault. Things turn from scary to messy when the powers that be insist that he and his cousins need a guard. What a night to meet his true-mate! Not that any time would’ve been good with how couples in his family tree had imploded.
Will Crilus and the vampire alpha he’s destined to spend the rest of his life with be able to work together with the others to figure out who’s out to get who? Or will their complicated mateship be too much for them?