Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Tia~

I ate dinner alone and was waiting for the twins in the room. They have had their blocks up, and I’m starting to get worried. I have been trying to figure out what set them off. Clearly, Adela was influencing Neal, but I don’t understand why the twins got so unsettled.

I toss my book on the nightstand and get off the bed. I guess I should check on my mom. That will distract me. I head down to the guestroom where she’s staying and softly knock on the door. I hear rustling on the other side before the click of the door opening.

Mom doesn’t say a word, she opens her arms, and I step into them. I have rarely been able to have moments like this with my mom, and I plan to soak up every second of it. We hug this way for a while before she lets me go. Mom steps aside and allows me to walk into the room. We sit on the couch, and I tell her everything that has happened since the dress shop.

Mom gets up and paces the room, looking worried. “If your sister had marked Landon….” She takes a deep breath and shakes her head. I sit back on the couch and stare off into space. I don’t know what to say to any of this, and I don’t know what’s going on with my mates. Mom stops moving and sits next to me on the couch. She grabs my hand and holds it close. We sit on the couch together in quiet contemplation.

A loud knock on the door makes me jump. Mom and I look at each other before she’s up and opens the door. Landon and Lincoln walk into the room. They wear sweatpants and tank tops, water falling down their chests and arms. I can feel the heat start to pool between my legs. I clench them tight, hoping the smell of my arousal doesn’t spread through the room. The look on their faces sober me up quickly. They look angry and concerned, and I have no idea why.

Landon runs a hand down his face, and Lincoln reaches for me. I step into his arms, allowing him to squeeze me. The hug is tight, but I won’t dare complain out loud. When Lincoln lets me go, Landon grabs me in the same bone-crushing manner. Lincoln steps into the room more and looks between my mom and me. “We need to talk.”

me go. “It has to do with what Neal said.” I take a seat next to my mom and look at the

well, he mentioned the phone call to get us to come back here. The phone

twins back to the territory. I was lured into the woods and beaten almost to death. That has to be a coincidence, right? My sisters couldn’t have orchestrated that, right? I can feel my heartbeat pick

kneels in front of me and takes my free hand into his. “We….we think that your sisters planned your incident. They may have even been

gasps and squeezes my hand. Lincoln walks over and sits next to me on the

I can hear my mom weeping, but I can’t look at her. I can’t wrap my head around what my mates are saying. I know my sisters and I never really got along. They lived life like I didn’t exist growing up, following after my dad. We never really got into many arguments because

eyes. Lincoln pulls his hand back, and his thumb is wet. I have no words; I can’t seem to work my mouth. What did I ever do to them? How could they be so hateful? The sobs erupt from my chest, and I can’t stop them. I feel my body shake with each sob. Landon pulls me to him and starts to stroke my back. Lincoln is running his

~Landon~

room. She passed out from crying, and I can’t blame her. Her mom is just as devastated and spent time apologizing over and over again. She feels guilty because her own children have tried to hurt

for hours, but we have work to do. I walk out

knows that we want the twins in the cells. Lincoln starts to update

us. “This is….we need to talk to Stuart.” I knew he would say that; I just couldn’t yet. I can’t face that man knowing what