Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Tia~

Goddess, it’s so warm right now. I wonder if my furnace is broken again. This happened once before, and I had to call the super to fix it. It was way too warm in my apartment, and I was walking around practically naked. I guess I will have to go through all that again.

I sigh and stretch; well, I try to stretch until I realize that I can hardly move. I open my eyes and remember that I’m not at my apartment. I moved out and am now back at Emeral Lake Pack. I can hear the soft hum of my mates breathing around me, and I settle back into the pillow. “Are you okay?” I jump a bit, not thinking anyone else was up with me.

“Landon, why are you awake?” Landon nuzzles his nose in my neck and tightens his hold on me. Lincoln is lying on my shoulder, sleeping away.

“I’m a pretty light sleeper. I felt you as soon as you woke up.” I start to turn toward Landon, and Lincoln wiggles next to me. He moves his head off of my shoulder, and I fully turn to Landon. We stare into each other’s eyes while he strokes my back.

and smacks Lincoln on the head, causing him to growl and sit up quickly. I try to stifle my

pack, including anyone who doesn’t want me to be here. I put my braids in a high ponytail and throw on a sports bra along with leggings. I tie on a pair

Lincoln and Landon are walking around, watching everyone spar. They are barking orders and correcting positions. I see Mark and Lynn sparing with people. I notice my father on the field, but he doesn’t look my way. I’m

on the field and fine-tuning my skills. I have never experienced training with a large group, but it looks like something I will enjoy. I will need to speak to the twins to see when I can start training. “You aren’t going to get out there today?” I turn to the voice, but I don’t recognize the man. He stands at 6’0 with piercing blue eyes and jet-black hair. He has muscles like the twins do, though a bit less defined. He has his shirt off and sweat on his brow. I don’t think he was training with everyone else, but he

smiles, and I have to say it is

just finished an overnight patrol. After that, I go for a long run and do some workout in the gym. I training midday, usually.” I nod in acknowledgment but say nothing. “I haven’t seen you for a

back

have no idea who this is or how we would know each other. “I take it by your silence that you don’t remember me. Neal Woods,” He says with his hand extended to me. I look at his face, then his hand, then back again. I reach out and

grass, looking up at me. I’m at a loss for what to do. I really didn’t expect anyone to reach out to me in any capacity, so I feel

away so that my mates won’t go ballistic if they see us. “You know,