Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~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 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.

"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.