Three Fated Hearts by LNC

“WHAT!? What do you mean?” I’m stunned, just stunned. I always thought they were fated; there was never a reason to think otherwise. I swallow the lump in my throat.

“What happened dad?” He sighs again and runs a hand down his face.

“When I was around 17, I went to a different territory and visited a friend of mine. At his pack, I was drawn to this beautiful girl. Her name was Naomi and she was gorgeous. She was funny and fierce. I was able to get to know her a bit while I was visiting and I had planned to return when I turned 18 to see if we were mates. About a week after the visit, I got a call from my friend’s father. Their school was attacked by a rogue. My friend and Naomi were killed, along with other students. I never went back to the pack and I never felt a pull toward anyone else.”

I can feel the pain in the link from Landon, and my feelings mirror his. That has to be painful, and the fact is that my dad never really knew if she was his mate or not. “I will say, I did feel a loss in my soul which happens to coincide with the attack at the school. At the time, I paid it no mind, but every so often, I wonder if that was the moment that Naomi’s life ended and if she were my fated mate. I will never know the truth.” Dad sits back against the couch and leans his head back. “Anyway, everyone was looking for me to find my mate, but nothing happened. When I was around 20, your mom and I decided to be chosen mates. I mean, we dated a bit in school, and she said she had always liked me. Your mom is from a good family, and I knew she would be a good Luna.”

“Dad, what about mom’s fated mate?”

“I honestly don’t know. She’s never told me what happened. All she would ever say is that he wasn’t in the picture and she didn’t want to talk about it. I always assumed she went through a similar situation as me and left it alone.” If mom lost her mate to death before they could have a life together, that would just be tragic. I am grateful that mom and dad could find comfort in each other rather than be alone.

dad,” he turns and looks at me. “Why didn’t you guys ever say anything? Why keep it a secret?” Dad sits up on the

a secret, really. It was

door that goes from her office to dad’s, and she must have walked in when dad was telling us his story. The door is actually behind us, and in a corner, so it’s easy to miss if you don’t know it’s there. Mom steps

“Mom, it’s okay-”

“Mom, we are-”

and me mid-sentence and glares at dad. “This is between your father and I. It has nothing to do with either of you.” I look at Landon

“Mom, it’s okay-”

“Mom, we are-”

is between your father and I. It has nothing to do with either of you.” I look at

let’s get out of here and let them talk. Landon nods, and we quietly get up, heading for the door. Before we close the door, we hear mom start to yell. That is a conversation neither of us wants to be a part of. It’s just crazy,