All Chapters of Three Fated Hearts: Another Chance: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~Third Person (Texts)~P: How was your day, gorgeous?N: Ah, it was…..interesting….how about you?P: Interesting? What do you mean?N: Well, your sons came to see me……P: Shit! How’d that go?N: ……..N: It went pretty good….lol…P: Damn….I was over here stressing out…..lolN: They did bring up an interesting point, though.P: Lay it on me.N: What happens if you find your second chance mate?P: I don’t pretend to know what the future holds for me. I can do one of two things. I can hold off on love, waiting to see if a second chance mate comes along, or I can live in the present and love those close to me. I guess the question is……do you want to live in the present with me?N: I’d love to. We can tackle anything else together when or if the time comes.P: Exactly…..gotta run……↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝P: I know it’s the middle of the night, but I just had to send you this picture. This is what thinking about you does to me. I can’t wait to see you again……↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝↝

~Kimberly~My anxiety level has been off the charts. The days keep passing, and I’m not hearing anything from that witch. I have no idea if she’s made contact with Paul or when she’s going to get him to me. I keep calling her and coming up empty. I want to find her and give her a piece of my mind, but I wouldn’t even know where to look. I would be afraid that she’s going to stiff me, but she hasn’t gotten her full payment. Things with Stuart have been tense. The bond is strong, and my wolf has been harassing me to accept and mark him. He’s my fated mate, but he can’t provide me with the life I’m used to. I deserve so much more than he’s able to give me.We haven’t spoken since I’ve been back. Stuart has been camping out on the couch and staying away from me. He finds a way to walk out if I walk into a room. If we are stuck in a room together, he makes sure to pretend as if I’m not there. I never wanted this animosity or ambivalence between us. I just want back what I had. I’m at the

~Tia~I unwrap myself from my mom. I quietly leave her room and close the door. Not sleeping next to my mates was weird last night, but my mom needed me. I hurry to my room so I can talk to Landon about his visit with his dad. I burst into the room, but it’s empty. Their scents are in the room, so I know they were here at some point. I jump in the shower and quickly get clean. I throw on a pair of maternity jeans, a tank top, and one of Landon’s hoodies. I head out to look for my mates in their office. When I get there, the door is open, so I walk in, and they are sitting at their desks. “Good morning, mates.”Lincoln moves to me quickly and wraps me in a hug, running his nose along my neck. “I missed you, babe. I’m totally not good at sleeping alone anymore.” Lincoln kisses me a few times on the cheek. “I'm going to go get some snacks, be right back.” Lincoln lets me go and walks out of the office.I walk over to Landon and plop on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. Landon

~Stuart~Needless to say, we didn’t talk when I approached Kimberly. She basically walked away and made sure to stay away from me. It’s infuriating because we need to come to some conclusion. What’s going on right now isn’t working; hell, who even knows what’s going on?I woke up early this morning so I could catch her, making her sit and speak to me. Of course, I spent the day trying to catch her. I never thought of Kimberly as an exceptionally covert person, but she has learned the skill very well. Every time I thought I’d heard her or scented her, I would come up empty. At one point, I wondered if my wolf was going crazy. I’m sitting on the couch, trying to figure out how to catch her. I close my eyes and open my ears and nose. I will sit her down, and we will talk. We have to decide what we are and what we plan to be down the road. I can hear light footsteps, and her scent is getting closer. I made sure to keep all the lights off, and the darkness outside is helping to keep me f

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