Three Fated Hearts by LNC

Chapter 64

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~Lincoln~
The morning light shines through the curtains, and I try to cover my face. I really don’t want to get up right now. My mate’s scent
surrounds me, and it is the best cocoon anyone could ask for.
GGGEEEETTTTTT UUUUUUPPPPP!!!! I growl and throw a pillow across my mate, listening as it bounces off the wall. You know
you missed me, right? Landon chuckles in the mindlink, and I silently roll my eyes. I throw the cover back and rise from the bed.
Of course, Landon is already dressed for training, lacing up his shoes. I jump into the closet and get some shorts along with a t-
shirt. I step out of the room, throwing my sock and shoes on while Landon kisses our mate. I stride over to do the same as
Landon points to his wrist impatiently.
I shake my head and follow my brother out of our room. Morning training, ugh! I like to sleep, and I love to sleep next to my mate.
I hate getting up and leaving her in bed, but it’s what a leader does.

Landon and I take turns leading training and do it together 2 or 3 days a week. We like having our pack see us involved so they
know we are not asking for anything that we wouldn’t give ourselves. A strong leader leads by example, not just dictation.
Landon grabs us some water from the kitchen, and we make our way to the training area. Our elite warriors are ready for us,
stretching to get their bodies loose. Stuart is on the stage watching over the group. He eyes Landon and me but says nothing.
Landon told me all about their interaction yesterday, and I’m sorry I missed it. Landon tends to be the cooler head between us,
so that we would have definitely handled it differently. I, for one, have no qualms about throwing hands with Stuart. I’ve never
been fond of him, and, to be honest, something about him I don’t trust.
Stuart sends the group off on their 20-mile run, and we follow, taking the time to encourage any stragglers. We could be upfront
and lead the group, but we’d rather make sure everyone knows that we are supposed to be here for one another in support. We
encourage those who are behind and will even run with them.
We finish the run and set up the sparring partners. Between me, my brother, and Stuart, we make sure to give tips while the
warriors are sparring. We walk among the groups and correct any positions or moves that are off. We offer alternatives if an
individual is having trouble executing. My brother and I stay away from Stuart, and he does the same.
We finish the run and set up the sparring partners. Between me, my brother, and Stuart, we make sure to give tips while the
warriors are sparring. We walk among the groups and correct any positions or moves that are off. We offer alternatives if an
individual is having trouble executing. My brother and I stay away from Stuart, and he does the same.

We don’t often lead training with Stuart. It only happens about once a week or so. I’m sure that from now on, we will make sure
that we don’t lead training with him anymore. I have seriously discussed removing him as head warrior with my brother. Honestly,
Neal has been looking extremely promising, and he would be a good fit.
Training seems to pass by slowly, but I’d imagine it’s because I’m anxious to get back to my mate. I have been thanking the
Moon Goddess each and every day for pairing me with Tia. I have been interested in her for so long, but I never thought I’d be
lucky enough to have her. She is everything I could want in a mate and even more. I just want to spend all of my time with her,
which I know is impossible since we have a pack to run. Landon and I should consider taking a trip, just us and Tia. We need
some one-on-one time together. Since Tia has been back home, it’s been one thing after another, and we could all use a break.
Training finally wraps up, and Landon hands me my water. I can feel eyes on me, and I find Stuart glaring at the both of us.
Please let that bastard come for us.......I’m feeling froggy!
Whoa, Brutus. Chill out. We won’t be fighting him today. Brutus grumbles in my head and lays on his stomach, not taking his
eyes off Stuart. To say that Brutus doesn’t care for Stuart is an understatement. At the end of the day, he’s still my mate’s father,
and we are the future Alphas. We can’t go around beating people we don’t like.
Boys....are you busy? Landon looks and me, and I give him a nod.

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