Three Fated Hearts
Chapter 86

~Kimberly~

I can’t believe that Paul would just walk out on me like that, walk out on us. After everything we’ve been through, after everything I’ve done for him and this pack. It can’t all be reduced to ‘I’m disgusting’; there has to be more.

Before I can leave his office and go after him, Landon walks in and closes the door. He looks at me but says nothing. Landon walks over to the bar and pours himself a drink. He sits in the armchair next to the bar and leans forward, elbows on his knees, drink in hand. I lean against the desk, waiting for him to speak. I’m not sure how this will go, but I’m here for it.

“You could have just rejected him, mom.” I say nothing but watch Landon take a sip from his glass. “You could have rejected him, and this wouldn’t have happened.” Landon looks up at me. “Why didn’t you reject him?” I sigh and walk over to the chair on the other side of the bar. I slump in it and lay my head back.

“You have your fated mate now. You know how it feels to even think of rejecting them. Imagine trying to actually do it, trying to get the words out of your mouth.” Landon scoffs.

“So why not just be with him then? Why dad?” I sit up straight and look at Landon.

“How could you ask me that? If I hadn’t been with your father, you and your brother wouldn’t be here. If I had accepted Stuart, you wouldn’t have your mate.” I stand up and kneel in front of Landon. “If I hadn’t made the choices I did, where would we all be now?”

“If you hadn’t made the choices you did, dad wouldn’t be hurting so much right now, and my mom wouldn’t be a whore.” I slap Landon so hard that his drink flies out his hand and crashes to the floor away from us. Glass and amber liquid splash everywhere. I stand up and face Landon with a fury I’ve never felt before.

“How dare you talk to me like that, call me that! I’m your mother, and you will show me some damn respect. One day you will regret saying that to me, and you better hope that I’m in a place to forgive you.” Landon stands up, and I have a take a few steps back. He towers over me, but he has since he was in high school.

“I will never regret telling you the truth. I keep thinking about the way you treated Tia and everything you tried to do to break us apart. All the while, you have been lying to everyone, and your fated mate was right under your nose. You are not who I thought you were. You’re definitely not someone that should be called ‘mom!’ I stumble back, shock coursing through my body. I can’t believe my own child would say these things to me, and he seems to mean them. This has to be him just at the moment and nothing thinking about the consequences of his words.

Landon gives me a long, hard look, then makes his way to the office door. He slams it on his way out, and I collapse. The tears start to pour down my face, and my body starts to shake. All of this wasn’t something I ever thought would come out. I didn’t plan it to, and I didn’t want it to. I still don’t even know what’s going on with my Lincoln. I smell him and look at the door, seeing a shadow at the bottom. A part of my body, and Angie, are begging him to walk through that door and scoop us up. We are craving him and his touch. The shadow leaves, and the other part of me sighs in relief. I can’t lean on the man I ruined everything with.

~Adela~

My sister has completely lost it. I swear I don’t know when or how, but she is totally crazy. I want to know more about that watch and dad, but the idea that a watch will have someone forget the mate bond; that’s nuts. Lincoln did look healthy, and he didn’t look hurt. There was only one thing I could do, but only one plan I could get behind, and I left to do just that.

I move through the forest as fast and as quietly as I can. I know it’s dark, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t people out there looking and waiting. I keep stopping to make sure that I’m keeping safe. I’m exhausted, though. Traveling like this takes a lot out of you. I just need a little rest; then, I can continue. I only have a limited amount of time to pull this off.

I replace a fallen log on the forest floor. It is long and big enough to fit a person inside. I peer inside, and it doesn’t look to be too bad. There are no other animals in it, and I will fit comfortably. I scoot into the log and use my hoodie as a pillow. It could be considered a bit chilly out here at night, but my werewolf heat keeps the chill away. I settle in and get comfortable, closing my eyes and planning as I drift off to sleep.

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I hear the birds chirping, and I try to stretch out, forgetting I slept inside a log. I scoot out of the log, stretch, and shake out my hoodie. I look at my phone, and it’s almost 6 in the morning. I can’t delay this trip, so I am taking off. Ignore my grumbling stomach and the fact that I’m super thirsty. If everything works out as I hope, I can have all of that very soon.

I carefully make my way through the forest, avoiding making loud noises and being seen. I make it to my stopping point and look around. There is no one. I sniff the air and stand still enough to use my wolf hearing. No one is around, and the only noises are the natural ones in the forest. From this point on, speed will be vital, and I take a few minutes to stretch my body out completely.

I send a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess, take a deep breath, then take off as if I were shot out of a cannon. I run as fast as I can; my destination is in front of me. If I can just make it there, I can go from there. I start to catch different scents that are beginning to follow me. Damn, I’m almost there, just a little bit more. “STOP!”

“GET DOWN NOW!” My heart is pumping in my ears, trying to drown out the yelling I’m hearing. I gulp and keep running, trying to use as much speed as my body allows. My legs are starting to ache, and I feel like passing out. I haven’t eaten in a while, and my body’s fatigue is beginning to impact me.

Finally, I see my destination. It’s just feet in front of me. I can hear heavy breathing and feet hitting the ground all around me. They are coming from all sides, and if I don’t hurry, I won’t be able to make it. I put my last bit of energy into my run, pumping my arms even more than before.

“DAMNIT WE SAID STOP!” I abruptly drop to my knees, breathing heavily, trying to get air into my lungs. I can feel eyes on me and see feet all around my body. I place my hands up slowly and put them behind my head. I try to show that I’m harmless and have no ill will.

“GET HER UP!”

“NO!” I can hear the surprised murmurs around me.

“You are in no position to talk. Get up!.”

“NO! I won’t move until I talk to the Alpha. I have to talk to Alpha Landon; it’s about Alpha Lincoln!”