Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Tia~
*Phone Dings*
N: Hey
T: Who’s this?
N: lol.....guess
T: Or you could just tell me....
N: I could, but that wouldn’t be as much fun....
T: This may be fun to you, but not to me.....
T: Who is this?
N: Ok....ok....you twisted my arm......it’s Neal
T: How did you get my number?
N: I have my ways
Okay, this is weird. Why is Neal texting me? How did he get my number? I won’t lie; Neal texting me makes me feel some type of
way. It’s almost as if I’m being unfaithful or something. I know how ridiculous that sounds since it’s just texts. I don’t feel that way
about Neal at all, but it feels as if there is supposed to be something more there.
N: Hello??
T: Yes, I’m here.
N: Are you not happy to hear from me?
T: I mean.....a text wasn’t really necessary....who really uses their phones around here
N: True...lol....I just wanted to do something different
T: Well, it IS different....

N: Let’s hang out.....
T: Uh....now?
Oh, Goddess! Is it me....did I cause this? I will admit that Neal and I had a few great conversations, but I don’t think I did or said
anything to get him to think there was more between up. I’m mated to the Alpha twins and have no eyes for anyone who isn’t
them. I have to let him know there is nothing there. But.....what if I’m seeing something that isn’t there? What if he doesn’t see
me like anything more than a friend? I mean, what would he see in me anyway?
N: Not now....lol....but soon
T: I have a lot going on....getting ready for the ceremony and all
N: Which is why this will be perfect. Hang out with me and take a break from planning.....
T: Um....we’ll see....
N: Let me know......ttyl
I hang up the phone and shake my head. This could be a tricky situation. I have to admit, though, the idea of hanging out with
Neal is not appalling. He’s fun to be around, and I enjoy our conversations. I just don’t want him to think there is something there
more than a passing friendship. Maybe I can avoid setting anything up before the ceremony. I just won’t text him, and I will avoid
him around the packhouse.
My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. I indicate that entrance is permitted, and my mom walks through. “Hey, Tia.
Was I disturbing you?”
“No, mom. I was just sitting. You should be resting.” She shakes her head and sits next to me on the bed.
“I’m fine....Aluma nd I are doing okay.” I place my hand over my mom’s as she has it resting on the bed. I can’t imagine how it
was for her and her wolf to ignore my father’s command. I’m really proud of her for putting herself first for once, rather than falling
to him each time. I give mom’s hand a little squeeze before getting off the bed.
“You know, I still need a dress for the ceremony.” Mom squeaks and claps her hands.
“We can go shopping tomorrow. I will take the day off clinic duty and we can have a do-over for our messed up outing from this
morning. “ I nod, excited about the upcoming day. I get to spend some quality time with my mom and shop for my dress. That all

sounds great to me.
~Aida~
“Yes, I’ve got it!” Exasperated, I recite the list again as if I haven’t just recited it at least 1o times in the past 30 minutes. These
are all the things I need to make the mixture we were told about. This mixture should give me everything that I need to get the
job done.
I continue walking through the packgrounds, trying to make sure I have everything I needed. Last thing I want is to have to come
back to get something that I left. I’m about to turn a corner when I hear raised voices. It....it kind of sounds like my dad and my
Luna. I must be wrong, though, because they would have no reason to sound so....so personal with each other.
I take a chance, and I peer around the corner. Their backs are toward me, but there is no mistaking their identities. My dad is
having a heated discussion with our Luna. They are in an isolated corner but are trying to be quiet and keep things hush.
“I just didn’t have my watch on. Your scent and those sparks....I couldn’t handle it.”
“Where was your watch?”
“I left it on my desk while I was training.”
“Why should your watch matter? I had my necklace on so that should have been enough.”
“UGH! I’ve told you before.....you having your necklace or me having my watch is not enough. In order for us not to feel the
impact of the bond and our mates to not feel any pangs of betrayal, we both need our talisman on. That’s the only way we have
full protection.” I hurry away once the voices sound like they are on the move.
What the hell was that? My dad and the Luna have a...a bond? They have a mate bond? How could that be? My dad is mated to
my mom and the Luna to the Alpha. I don’t understand what I heard exactly, but I’m not too distracted by that mystery. There is
another aspect of their conversation that is much more intriguing.
A talisman that keeps the mate bond from being felt, and mates won’t feel betrayal. That’s very interesting. Maybe it’s not as
interesting as the fact that it seems like there is a bond between my dad and Luna, but that doesn’t really concern me at the
moment. If I could get my hand on those talismans....... “I KNOW THAT! I just said I needed those. I just have to figure out how
to get them undetected.” I take a few quick steps. “You really piss me off sometimes.” Goddess, I have so much to do, but my
time is limited.

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