All Chapters of Three Fated Hearts: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

I hadn’t had dinner in the dining room at the packhouse since before Paul came back. I just couldn’t stomach being around all the happy people. That doesn’t even factor in the possibility that Paul and his mate would decide to eat at the packhouse. I don’t think I could stomach watching them together. I keep reliving the breakfast after Paul and I returned from the Lotus Pack. The way Paul looked at me across the table set my skin aflame. I was drawn to him, wanting nothing more than to reach across the table. He pulled his lips to mine. If there hadn’t been so many eyes, there’s no telling how things would have gone down that morning.I stand in the kitchen doorway, taking deep breaths, trying to get myself ready for this meal. I don’t know exactly what I’m trying to avoid. It isn’t like people knew that Paul and I were getting close. We hadn’t had enough time to inform anyone, so embarrassment is nonexistent. I just don’t want to see him. My heart still aches for him; my skin yearn

~Nikki~*RING**RING*“Hello? Doc?”“Hi, Lynn. I missed you at dinner.”“Yeah, I heard that Paul’s mate was going to be in attendance, and I just didn’t want to deal. How was it? How’s Tia doing?”“Remind me of something.” I stretch out on the bed, staring at the ceiling. “What was the overall opinion that Tia had of Imogene?”“She felt that something was up with that chick. She has seen Paul and believes there’s something wrong with him. She doesn’t trust that woman and was hoping that the boys would see it too.”“That’s what I thought. Speaking to Tia tonight, I didn’t get that vibe at all. She was completely team Imogene tonight. She even….she even took some shots at me.”“What the fuck!” I sigh.“Language, Lynn, language.”“Sorry. It’s just….that doesn’t sound at all like Tia. She wouldn’t take any shots at you no matter what’s going on. She definitely wasn’t backing Imagine before, so I wonder what’s changed.”“It’s Imogene, and I have no idea.”“Before, I teased that she offered

~Imogene~I knew I’d forgotten something the moment I left the house. I couldn’t figure it out until I got halfway to the packhouse and had to head back. I try not to ever travel without my talisman, but I forgot today. People may not know where I am, but I still need to stay vigilant. I place my hand on the knob, and it turned, already unlocked. I swear I locked the door when I left. I don’t tend to leave doors easily accessible. I look back at Paul, but he’s as spaced out as he should be, so that I won’t get any answers there. I slowly turn the knob, allowing the door to swing open on its own. I take a few steps inside and stop. The air is disturbed; someone has been here. I know I told those dogs never to enter this home. I don’t want any cleaning done or anything. I have a feeling that isn’t what I’m dealing with, though. I slowly walk through the house, looking around. Nothing looks disturbed, so that’s something. I head up the stairs, but there are no doors open or anything.

~Stuart~It’s been several days now, but the pain is gone. I did what I needed to do, and life is getting better. I had to let Kimberly go; I had to reject her. She felt the pain but quickly accepted my rejection. I guess she never really cared for me, and that’s what I’ve been trying to come to terms with all this time. The first few days, my heart was heavy. I wasn’t sure if I had made the right decision. So many times, I was tempted to return to Kimberly and beg her forgiveness. I would get up, put my shoes on, and walk to the door. Before I could turn that knob, I would walk away and sit back down. That wasn’t the way; it wasn’t what I needed to do.These days, I’ve been rethinking my choices. I made so many mistakes, and for what? I thought Kimberly was the person I needed in my life. I was ready to sacrifice everything and everyone for her. Looking back, I realize what a fool I’ve been. Nikki was an amazing mate, and I was lucky to have her. She may not have been my fated mate

~Imogene~Things are actually going very well. I had an inkling of a plan, and it expanded on me. I’m truly surprised that it’s going so well. I don’t know if it’s due to my amazing planning skills or these dogs being that stupid. It really doesn’t matter why it is; it just is, and I’m okay with that fact. There will be an announcement at dinner informing the pack of the changes. I was hesitant initially; since Paul isn’t in charge, what difference does it make? I realize it all goes along with the celebrity status that there is in the pack system. Paul is greatly revered, and I’m getting that by association. Everyone will be excited about the news and clamor to do even more for us than they already do. I slick down my dress and slip into my shoes. I’m wearing a form-fitting maxi dress. I figure that I should wear it now before it becomes unreasonable to have it on. I hate to see what clothes I will have to wear in the future, but I will worry about that when I get to it. It’s time