Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Third Person~

Adela looks on, hidden by the branches of a tree. She is pleased with what she is seeing. Portia is going along with everything much easier than she originally thought. She figured it would take a lot of persuading to get her to warm up to Neal.

The only thing that would make this better is if Aida was here to enjoy the show. Aida hasn’t been out of her room since she spoke with Lincoln one on one. She won’t eat, and she won’t talk to anyone. If she spends any longer in her room, Adela will be forced to drag her out.

Adela looks forward, toward Neal and her sister. If she can just get Neal to sweep her off of her feet, the Alphas will be free, and they can be hers and Aida’s again. Adela has always felt she was meant for great things, and she will do whatever it takes to get what she feels she deserves.

Closer to the two, Landon and Lincoln have had trouble focusing on training when they see Tia spending her time with an unmated male. They know the young man as Neal Woods. He is a decent warrior and a pretty quiet guy. He hasn’t met his mate yet, but he is looking forward to that day.

As nice as Neal seems, he has no place speaking to Tia like he is. It may be innocent, but neither Lincoln nor Landon are interested in any explanation. The Alpha blood of theirs is starting to boil over, and their wolves are itching to spring forward to show everyone who Tia truly belongs to. The only thing keeping the twins focused is the fact that they need to complete training, but even with that, they are hanging on by a thread.

been in the same pack all of their lives, and he has never once been interested in getting to know her. It isn’t as if he is any different from anyone else in this pack; they didn’t take an interest either. It

hearts, she already knew, and there was no reason to confirm it. The twins keep stealing glances at her, and

~Tia~

one of the twins lays eyes on me. I can only imagine what’s going through their minds while I sit and chat with Neal. I

my reservations weren’t enough to push the mate bond back. I never really considered rejecting them, to be honest. My issues are the same as it when I first found out I was mated to them; can I be back

I think I will stop here.” Neal chuckles

have you on a short leash

to take care of somethings.” Neal nods his head, but his face says that he isn’t buying it. We stand up, and he takes my hand. He places his lips on the back before I can pull my hand out of his grasp. I hear two growls come from behind me, and rather than be scared, Neal smirks. This won’t end well if I let it

the training ground, and I see that straining is wrapping

without so much as sparing me a glance. The only people who take the time to greet me are Mark and Lynn. I have gotten older and have even left for years, yet nothing has changed. How exactly am I to be the Luna to a group of people to who I seem to be invisible? I may not have planned to reject my mates, but it may end up being the best choice for