Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Tia~

Each punch I deliver is harder than the last. The bag sways with the contact. I didn’t bother to wrap my hands or put any gloves on. I came down here and just got started beating the bag as if it were someone I wanted to hurt. I beat the bag as if it were Jenna, Adela, Aida, Luna Kimberly, my dad……

The gym emptied out pretty quickly once I got started, and I’d imagine that was out of safety. I know I look like a maniac, a killer, and no one wants to get involved with that. I knew it would be a challenge to be back home, but I never considered it would be this hard. I know that I can’t give up and walk away, but I’m not sure how much more I can take.

I hate that Landon’s time with me got interrupted, especially since Lincoln was able to have his time. I just want to be with my mates and figure out how to be what I need to be for them. It seems that no matter what I do, there is always someone or something in the way. I know these things are out of my hands, but I wish I could just make it all stop.

“I guess we will need to order a new bag, huh.” I turn to see Neal leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed. He has a smirk on his face, and I guess this would be considered a funny view.

I throw one last punch and stand up straight. “Hey Neal. I didn’t notice you there.”

“Yeah I got that. I think the ceiling could fall on your head, and you wouldn’t have noticed that either.” I laugh, a laugh that I desperately needed. “So what has you so riled up?”

“It doesn’t matter. It’s just something I will have to deal with…….and I will.” Neal nods and pushes off of the doorway. He walks over to me and grabs my hands. Neal examines my hands and shakes his head.

to use your fists, you

whim and didn’t think much about taking those precautions.” I pull my hands from his as if the twins were watching me. I know he is just being friendly, but it

those weapons looked at. Let me walk you

really don’t need to do that. I

myself if I sent my future Luna off on her own.

~Adela~

everyone think that my dear sister is being a bit too friendly around those who

that long, and he deserves a reward for his hard work. I may not be fated to Neal, but he is good for a good time. I knew he will eventually find his mate, and I’m pretty okay with that. I figure even when that happens, I can still

look up and see daddy walking toward me. I wonder where he

Where

That makes sense. He did say

sighs and rubs