Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Landon~

“Portia…..Portia Colby.” She sighs and looks down at her ankle, inspecting the damage.

“Tia.”

“What?”

“I said, it’s Tia.” She sighs again and tries to get up. I quickly move to her side, grabbing her hand. She pulls away at first but then places her hand in mine, and the sparks fly. My body shivers at the contact, and I have to take a deep breath to stay focused. I place my other hand on her elbow and help her off of the ground. She leans into me, trying to keep pressure off of her ankle. I know it will heal pretty soon, but it looks kind of bad right now.

“Why ‘Tia’?” She turns her head to me and raises an eyebrow.

“Huh?”

“Why do you go by Tia?” She chuckles a bit, but there is no humor in her voice.

“Do you know what the name Portia means?” I shake my head. Truth be told, I never really thought about what people’s names mean. “It means, well, in many circles, it means pig or hog. Shakespeare meant it in a different way, but that wasn’t the intended meaning when the name was given to me.” Now I wonder how the hell she knows all of that. “And how do I know that, you wonder? My father told me so. He named me Portia specifically because of it’s meaning. So I go by Tia.” Damn, that’s just f**ked up. Why would a parent do that to a child, and why tell them that they did that?

hell is going on? Everyone is confused and waiting for you two. Both of us? I look around, but Lincoln is nowhere to be found.

bit complicated, but……..we found our mate. Please postpone things for us. I will explain everything

time, and we will talk

that you were talking

light brown eyes with long, natural lashes. Her lips are thick and pouty. She has flawless brown skin, and her hairstyle is cute on her goddess braids in a brown/blonde color. The coloring suits her skin tone very well. She is about 5’7 with a body to die for. She has a nice round a*s and a big-sized chest, though not too big. Everything looks well proportioned with her toned body. You can tell that she still works out even though she has

to walk back toward the packhouse, and I notice Tia limping. I quickly pick her up bridal style, making her gasp. “Hey I

I wink at her and notice a bit of a blush

your brother? I assume

is, but I’d imagine he’ll be along at some

~Lincoln~

don’t know how long I’ve been running. I stripped off my coat and tie along the way. I put up my mind block and took off. I wish I could shift, but if I shift, I will end up right where I don’t want to be. I end up at the lake we have in the back of our territory. It is a beautiful lake that not a lot of people frequent. It is the perfect place to have a quiet

feet breathe. Running in dress shoes wasn’t the smartest idea, but it’s too late now. I sit close to the lake’s edge and place my head on my knees. What am I going to do? If I accept Portia as my mate,

fighter. I would say she may

lake, I hear a twig snap behind me. I pretend that I don’t hear anything and wait a bit. Sure enough, the scent of the person hits me, informing me of exactly who it

me, this personal contact. Today, it just feels so wrong. It feels as if I’m cheating on my mate. I sigh and turn to Aida. I take in her perfect coif and her manicured

fine. It’s just that something came up and we

in as Alpha?” I close my eyes. I know this will keep going until the truth is out. Aida has never been known to let things be. Then if she

this now.” I open my eyes and see the tears start to form in her

know? There is no point in hiding it. We are to be the Lunas of this pack, are we not?” Ah, Adela. I should have known that she wasn’t far behind. Wherever one is, the other is close by. I put my head back down to rest on my knees. I didn’t come out here to be interrogated. I just wanted to be left alone

Brutus off. He wants to rip her tongue out for touching me with it. I struggle to keep him at bay. They don’t deserve the punishment. It isn’t like any

time, but the truth needs to come out. I stand up and look between Aida and Adela, who is standing behind her. I run my hand across my jaw, sighing deeply. “We…….we seem to have found our mate.” Adela looks pissed, and Aida looks heartbroken. F**k, this is too much to take in right

next to you. She is going to be rejected. RIGHT?!” Always straight to the point, that Adela. What am I supposed to say? I can’t tell them yes because I know for a fact that Landon will not be rejecting her. I can’t tell them no because that would create a s**t storm