~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?

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

mate. Please

time, and

were talking to?”

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.

limping. I quickly pick her up bridal style, making her gasp. “Hey

give your ankle time to heal. I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I didn’t try to help you along.” I wink at her and notice a bit of a blush appear on her cheeks. She looks away and timidly wraps her arms around my neck. I take a deep breath, trying to savor her scent without being a creep

your brother? I assume I’m fated to you both,

he is, but I’d imagine he’ll be along at some point.” We continue

~Lincoln~

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

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, that means that my brother and I will

gorgeous and such a fierce fighter. I would say she may be better than her sisters. Where they have been coddled, she has pushed herself

me. I pretend that I don’t hear anything and wait

what’s going on, just that the ceremony is postponed.” The intruder sits next to me and places a hand on my arm. In the past, this would please 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 nails. Her

It’s just that something came

I know this will keep going until the truth is out. Aida has never been known to let things be. Then if

and see the tears start to form in her eyes. She is always emotional though I would imagine half of

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

her tongue out for touching me with it. I struggle to keep him at bay. They don’t deserve the punishment. It

this or the best 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,

the point, that Adela. What am I supposed to say? I can’t tell them yes because I know for

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