Three Fated Hearts

Chapter 26

~Adela~

Everything is going to s**t, and I’m not happy. I can’t believe that b***h is here and walking around as if she belongs. The thought of Portia makes my blood boil.

I’ve been out running since the kitchen incident. I wanted to do other things, try to get the twins to change their minds, but I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t stand the fact that everything I had worked so hard for was slowly slipping through my fingers.

I walk into the house after running for hours. I walk past the living room, heading to the stairs. “Why has my baby been crying for hours?” I jump out of my skin at the voice. I turn and see dad sitting in his armchair with a drink in his hand.

“What do you mean?”

“I get home, and your sister is distraught, spending hours crying and whatnot. What happened?” I sigh internally, really not wanting to deal with this right now.

“I don’t know, daddy.” My dad stares at me, scrutinizing me.

“How don’t you know?” This time I sigh loudly. I recant the events from the kitchen this morning.

“I don’t know what happened after I left.” Dad takes a drink from the glass in his hand and leans his head back.

“I thought I told you that I’d handle things.” I scoff at this.

“You ordered Portia to reject them and she didn’t listen. How else were you planning to handle this? What was your backup plan when Portia defied you?” A growl is heard throughout the room.

“You watch who you’re talking to. I’m still your father and you will show me respect in my own home.” I sigh and close my eyes for a bit. I open them back up and look right at dad.

“I’m sorry daddy, but this makes me crazy. You say you will handle it, but you aren’t doing anything and we don’t have the luxury of waiting around for the perfect opportunity.”

“What do you suggest?”

“I think we should focus on breaking them apart. How to do that, I’m not sure.” Daddy nodded and threw back the rest of his drink. He places his glass on the coffee table and rises from his seat.

“I promise that we will do whatever it takes to fix this mess and get you two with the twins, where you belong.” I give daddy a stiff nod and head upstairs. I walk past Aida’s room and can hear sobbing mixed with sad music coming from that room. Of course, Aida is very emotional right now. She usually always is a bit emotional. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

I get to my room and throw myself across my bed. This is becoming more work than I initially thought it would be. I need to figure out how to solve this problem, and I need to figure it out fast.

I lie there for a while and pop up when inspiration hits. I think I know what to do, and I just need the right players to pull it off. I dig my phone out of my pocket and start to dial. “Hey beautiful. I guess you require some assistance.” I smirk, happy that Neal can’t see my face right now.

“Actually, I do need some help, though not in the way that you think. I need you to do me a huge favor, and your the only one who can get this done.” There is no harm in laying it on a bit thick. I need to get him to do what I can, and that would go better if I were in his corner.

“What do you need, love? Just ask and I will deliver.”

“I need to find a way to get Portia away from the twins. I need everything to be public so there is no denying what is going on. I need to make sure that Portia is undesirable to her mates.”

“You want me to go against the future Alphas? I’m not sure that is something I should do. I don’t want those consequences.”

“Oh, come on, Neal. You know, once I take my rightful place, I will be able to get you anything; I will be abel to get you everything you might need.” There is silence on the other end of the line, and it’s torture trying to wait for a response.

“How can I trust you? How can I be sure that you wil follow through on your end?”

“What are you accusing me of? Haven’t I always come through when I said I would?” I am waiting for a response, hoping that we can hurry up with this call and get the ball rolling.

“I’m still not sure if I should go along with his.” There is silence on the other end, and it’s actually starting to drive me crazy. He knows that he will end up helping me, so I’m not sure why he is taking so long to get to the end call.

The clock is ticking, and time is passing by at a quick pace. If I don’t get an answer soon, I may have to employ some tactics which really should remain hidden rather than exposed to the night. Neal clears his voice, and I wait breathlessly for his answer.

“I have done many things for you. I want to always be there for you. You can count on me.” I smile and have to reel myself in because I don’t want to seem too eager. “What is it that you want me to do?”