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.

he has never once been interested in getting to know her. It isn’t as

and there was no reason to confirm it. The twins keep stealing glances at her, and she is wondering how much longer until she needs to worry about what they will do. She may be mated to

~Tia~

Neal. I guess it would be smart to walk to Neal another time and focus on making sure the twins know that there is

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 at Emerald Lake Pack after

chatting, but I think I

have you on a short

pull my hand out of his grasp. I hear two growls come from behind me, and rather than be scared,

toward the training ground, and I see that straining is wrapping up. I walk to the edge of the area and wait. I don’t want to wade into the middle of the group and cause a

the time to greet me are Mark and Lynn. I have gotten older and have even left for years,