Three Fated Hearts by LNC novel Chapter 83

~Landon~

What the hell is going on? We are trying to find Lincoln, and now there’s some kind of issue in mom’s office. I run to the door first, pulling the wall out, and stop short. Mom is naked on the floor; dad is standing in front of her, and Stuart is facing him. He is naked and looks like he’s about to shift.

I slowly walk into the room, trying not to drop under the weight of my dad’s aura and the anger in the room. Mom picked up a men’s shirt and put it on in an effort to cover herself, and I’m pretty sure the shirt belongs to Stuart. I hear a gasp behind me, and I’m sure Tia and Doc have entered the room.

“Dad?”

“Stuart?” The ladies each whisper, but I keep my eyes on my dad and Stuart. I continue to make my way closer to them slowly. I don’t want anyone to flip out and attack.

“Touch my mate again, and I’ll rip your throat out.” Stuart’s eyes are pitch black, and his chest is heaving. I look at my mom, and everything clicks. Dad told us that mom was his chosen mate, and he didn’t know what had happened with her fated mate. Holy s**t! Tia’s dad and my mom are fated mates.

“Your mate?” Dad looks at mom. “You always said your fated mate wasn’t in the picture. This,” he motions to Stuart, “doesn’t look like he isn’t in the picture to me. What the hell is going on?” Mom looks between dad and Stuart, but she doesn’t speak. “ANSWER ME!” Mom still says nothing. Dad moves closer to mom and grabs her arm. “YOU WILL ANSW-”

Dad is stopped mid-sentence when Stuart rips him away from my mom. Dad stumbles backward and looks stunned. It lasts just a few seconds before dad punches Stuart so hard in the chest that he flies into the wall behind him. “YOU DARE TOUCH ME, YOUR ALPHA?!” I can feel dad pushing out his aura and hear Tia and Doc groan. I’m having trouble staying on my feet, but I’m trying my hardest.

Mom reaches out and touches dad’s arm. His aura recedes as he pulls his arm away from her grasp. “Paul, please, let’s talk.”

“Talk….talk…..you want to talk?!” Dad throws his head back and laughs. Mom looks more than nervous, and Stuart looks livid, but he seems to be calming down. “I catch you with another man, your supposed mate, and now you want to talk.” Dad turns to us and starts to walk away from mom. “We are going to go back into my office and ‘talk’ about what’s important, like where the flying f**k Lincoln is. You remember Lincoln, right? Your son……we are going to talk, and you, well, you can continue to do what you were doing.” Dad stops and turns to Stuart. “But you will get the f**k out of this packhouse! I don’t want to see you anytime soon.” Dad walks past us and back into his office. I look at Tia and Doc, motioning with my head for them to follow.

“Wait, Paul…what do you mean about Lincoln? Paul?!” I don’t turn around because I just can’t set my eyes on my mom yet. This is all too much, and Lincoln is more important.

~Tia~