Three Fated Hearts by LNC

Chapter 22

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~Landon~

I would like nothing more than to run after Tia. I could feel the anger rolling off of her even

though she didn’t say anything. I can’t believe they would do this, but then again, I’m not

that surprised.

Aida is still tugging on Lincoln, trying to get him to let her in. He keeps looking at me for

help, but I’m trying to deal with Adela. Mom is going on and on, and it’s all starting to be

way too much. “Baby, please. I know you love me just as much as I love you. Let’s go talk,

just you and me.”

L, I’m trying to keep calm, but she’s pissing me off. I shake my head. I don’t know how I

can help him. I’ve been telling him to stop placating her, but he never really listened. He

always said that he couldn’t help himself.

“Are you listening to me? You two need to stop this foolishness. You need to do what’s best

for the pack and that isn’t Portia.” Goddess, does she ever stop? I have always known that

there were a few sides to my mother, but she usually only shows certain ones at certain

times. I have never seen her be so conniving and hateful as she has been since we found

that Tia was our mate.

I can feel Goliath getting angrier and angrier in my head. I’m trying to hold on to my

control and keep him inside. He wants to bust out and go after the twins as well as my

mom. I can’t let that happen; that would kill my dad.

The sounds of the voices in the room are starting to hurt my head and make me dizzy. I

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wish I could just shut them all up, but if I start to yell, it would just add to the noise.

“ENOUGH!” The room quiets, and I look up to see my dad in the doorway. All eyes are on

him, and I’m extremely grateful that he came when he did. That Alpha voice does wonders

when you are dealing with chaos.

“This is ridiculous! To have such drama in the kitchen of the packhouse. Anyone and

everyone can see the mess that is going on right now.” My dad walks further into the

kitchen. The twins are struggling to stay on their feet with him in the room. He hasn’t fully

pushed his aura out, but he has enough in the room to make them feel the pressure. This

is one of the many times I’m glad to be of Alpha blood, so things like this don’t affect me.

“Kimberly….upstairs now!”

My mom doesn’t submit to my dad’s authority since she is his mate, but his tone and the

power in it does make her flinch. She doesn’t argue but turns toward the doorway and

makes her way out of the kitchen. My dad looks at the rest of us and follows after my

mom. I turn to Adela and watch her stretch. There is sweat on her brow from when dad

had her under his aura. “You two need to leave.”

“Why? So you can go running to that b***h?!” I let a deep growl rip through the room,

making the walls shake.

“I said leave, NOW!” Adela gives a slight growl and stalks out of the packhouse through

the back door. Aida turns to Lincoln with tears running down her face.

“Please, please talk to me. What harm can that do?” Lincoln sighs and runs his hand down

his face. He looks at me, and I shrug my shoulders. I think it would be a bad idea, but

Lincoln is going to do whatever anyway.

“FINE! I will give you five minutes.” Lincoln stalks out of the kitchen with Aida on his heels.

Her face looks like the cat that caught the canary, but I’m sure he can handle her. I decide

to find Tia and have a talk with her.

I head up to the Alpha floor, letting my nose guide me to where Tia is. I head to my room

door, and I can smell her behind it. I open the door, and Tia is lying across the bed, looking

up at the ceiling. “I see you are back. I guess speaking with my sisters went well.” I walk

over to the bed and plop down on it.

“It wasn’t like that.” Tia scoffs.

“It wasn’t like that? Neither you or your brother said anything to them to make them back

off. You two seem to have no problem entertaining them. You guys tell me that I need to

be back home for my safety, and then this happens. How is this supposed to make me feel

at ease?” I say nothing because Tia is completely right. We have to have a tighter reign on

the twins, for Tia’s sake. They can’t keep running wild around the pack with my mom,

doing whatever they like. They need to accept the fact that Tia is our mate, or they need

to make other plans.

I get settled on the bed next to Tia. “You’re right. We can’t let the twins thing they are

allowed to act liek they did today. I know it isn’t fair to you and it doesn’t look good.” Tia

sighs.

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“Where is Lincoln?” I gasp a bit, forgetting that Lincoln is with her sister. This is not going

to go over well, I’m sure.

“Uh, he is talking with Aida.” Tia turns her head and looks at me. She has tears gathering

in her eyes.

“Wh…what is he talking to her about?” Damn! This is bad. I should have known that any

type of close contact with the twins may cause this reaction.

Linc, you had better finish up with Aida. Tia needs you right now.

“I’m not sure. She asked if they could talk, and he gave her five minutes.” Tia turns her

head back, and I can hear her sigh. I know she’s hurt right now, and I get why what would

be. Hopefully, Lincoln gets up here fast so Tia’s mind can be put at ease. We knew that

bringing her back here was skiing a lot and would be difficult. Lincoln and I are completely

messing this up already, and we haven’t even been back for a day yet. I feel bad putting

her through this, and I need to make sure things don’t get worse.

I read out my hand and grab Tia’s. She hesitates at first but eventually gives in and allows

me to hold her hand. I hate that she feels this way, and I need to make sure I keep this

from happening again. I bring Tia’s hand up to my lips and gently kiss the back. “I’m so

sorry about all of this Tia. We aren’t doing a good job keeping the drama from you. I swear

Lincoln and I will do better and you will be abel to be comfortable in your home.” Tia

doesn’t respond, but I hear her breathing even out. She has had an eventful few days, and

I’m sure she is tired. I continue to stroke her hand, and her breathing gets deeper and

deeper.

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