Three Fated Hearts – Chapter 28

~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.

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.

hat, they are hanging on by a thread.

t from anyone else in this pack; they didn’t take an interest either. It is just weird that with her return has come an interest from someone who didn’t have as much before.

could sense eyes on her while speaking with Neal. She decided not to look up to see who it was. In her heart of hearts, she already knew, 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 them,

~Tia~

y prickles every time one of the twins lays eyes on me. I can

I know I’ve already welcomed them into my heart. I guess 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 at Emerald Lake Pack after everything I’d been through?

short leash huh?”

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 continue. I pull my hand out,

e edge of the area and wait. I don’t want to wade into the middle of the group and cause a scent.

have planned to reject my mates, but it may end up being the best choice for the pack.

nd I can feel myself getting wet. A nose nuzzles into my neck, and I start to go weak in the knees. Rough hands grab the sides of my face, and lips are press

my ear. “Next time, we won’t be so gentle.” If that was gentle, I truly don’t want to see what rough would feel like.

ighs together in a half-assed attempt to keep my arousal out of the air. I’m so wet; it’s as if I’m made out of ice and am melting. Lincoln pulls my head back and takes a deep breath. He looks at me,