Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Adela~

Everything is going to s**t, and I’m not happy. I can’t believe that b***h is here and walking around as if she belongs. The thought of Portia makes my blood boil.

I’ve been out running since the kitchen incident. I wanted to do other things, try to get the twins to change their minds, but I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t stand the fact that everything I had worked so hard for was slowly slipping through my fingers.

I walk into the house after running for hours. I walk past the living room, heading to the stairs. “Why has my baby been crying for hours?” I jump out of my skin at the voice. I turn and see dad sitting in his armchair with a drink in his hand.

“What do you mean?”

“I get home, and your sister is distraught, spending hours crying and whatnot. What happened?” I sigh internally, really not wanting to deal with this right now.

“I don’t know, daddy.” My dad stares at me, scrutinizing me.

“How don’t you know?” This time I sigh loudly. I recant the events from the kitchen this morning.

drink from the glass in his hand and

that I’d handle

and she didn’t listen. How else were you planning to handle this? What was your backup plan when Portia

will show me respect in my own home.” I sigh

but you aren’t doing anything and we don’t have the luxury of

“What do you suggest?”

them apart. How to do that, I’m not sure.” Daddy nodded and threw back the rest of his drink. He places his glass on the coffee table

daddy a stiff nod and head upstairs. I walk past Aida’s room and can hear sobbing

work than I initially thought it would be. I need to figure out how to

I dig my phone out of my pocket and start to dial. “Hey beautiful. I guess you require some assistance.”

who can get this done.” There is no harm in laying it

you need, love? Just ask

get Portia away from the twins. I need everything to be public so there is

Alphas? I’m not sure that is something I

anything; I will be abel to get you everything you might need.” There is silence on the other end of the line, and it’s torture

I trust you? How can I be sure that you wil follow