All Chapters of Three Fated Hearts: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

~Stuart~I didn’t expect to walk in here and see Kimberly gone. Yes, I rejected her, but she was still my fated mate, and we stayed attached for more than two decades. We may not have lived together and created a family, but we took the time to get to know each other. Kimberly and I would meet up sometimes just to talk. We would discuss our families, our hurts, our states of happiness, and anything we felt we could share with each other. I was probably more intimate with Kimberly than I was with Nikki once we found out we were mates—just something else to be deeply apologetic for.I don’t know how long I sat here, holding Kimberly’s body. My heart hurt when I set eyes on her, and I just wanted to hold her a bit before her body is taken away. I let Kimberly go and stand up. I look down and see remnants of blood on my clothes, but I don’t care. I look around the room, but nothing stands out to me besides the open door.I hate that Kimberly had to die alone and at such a young age. She

All eyes land on me, and I stand my ground in the middle of the aisle. Paul steps forward, and a growl erupts from his lips. Knowing what he’s about to do, my heart flutters, but I won’t back down. “How dare you intervene! Warriors!” I stand and wait. I can see movement in my peripheral vision, but everyone isn’t coming for me. Some of the warriors are taking steps back, so they are surrounding the event. I see Lynn step out in front of the stage in a fighting stance. There are warriors who look extremely confused standing on stage. Imogene waves her hand, and two come at me. They approach me on each side, and I know they plan to grab me. I remember what Stuart taught me, and I don’t move, waiting for them to make a move first. They reach for me at the same time, and I quickly hit the ground, sweeping a leg out to my right, causing the warrior to hit the floor. I roll to my knees and face the warrior on my left. I maneuver, so I’m on my toes and motion for him to come forward. He ma

~Nikki~“STOP RIGHT THERE!” My heart had been beating out of my chest. I saw Imogene gearing up, collecting as much power as she could. I flashed back to the pain I felt when she tried to kill me, and I just knew it was going to be a thousand times worse than that. Those words made me hold my breath. I look behind me and see a woman standing there with a few people behind her. I recognize her despite not seeing her in so many years. She’s as regal-looking as I remember. She stands tall; her silver hair sways behind her and swirls around her face. Unlike Imogene, her eyes are a brilliant green. She’s wearing a sheer, black dress with long, bell-shaped sleeves. “Who the fuck are you?!” “Imogene, we’ve been looking for you! You have crimes to pay for.” Imogene throws her head back and laughs.“Screw you! I will pay for nothing. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave from here and take your people with you.” High Priestess Owlyn smiles and takes a step forward.“You don’t recogn

~Tia~All eyes are on me, and my mates look pissed. I can’t believe it myself; I asked for my ‘father.’ I can’t remember the last time I ever considered Stuart as my father. He was horrible to me my entire life, and it made a lasting impression. I just can’t explain what’s so different now. I mean, I know, but I don’t really get it. Love, what are you saying?Did you just call him ‘dad?’ I sigh, knowing this explanation will take a lot more than the words I’m about to say. This is going to be a conversation that I know they were going to want to have later. I need to talk to him. Just…..please….. I watch my dad make his way from the door to the side of my bed. They took the baby for tests, and I want to get this out before they bring the baby back. “I want to talk to my dad, if that’s okay.” My mates look like they want to protest, and Paul looks confused. The only person who seems okay with this is my mom. “Let’s give them some space, though there’s news that everyone should know.

~Nikki~The sparks, there are no words for the intensity, what they do to my body. Every cell has become alive, and I can feel the kiss down to my toes. I can feel the heat pool in my center, and I know that my juices aren’t far behind.Paul wraps me up, pulling me up his body. I wrap my legs around his waist and cross my ankles behind his back. I pull back and look at Paul, both of us breathing heavily. “My house is too fucking far.” I giggle a bit.“I have a room at the packhouse, reme-” I can’t even finish my sentence before Paul whisks me away to the packhouse. He spins us so fast that I had to grab his neck to keep upright. We bust through the backdoor of the packhouse and barrel through the dining room and kitchen. I swear I hear a few gasps and mumbles as we go, but I don’t care.The stairs are a blur, and I hold on tighter so I don’t fall out of his arms. I lose track of the number of stairs we travel up, but I refocus when I hear a door slam open. I look around, and we’re in