Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 16

Kas’s POV

According to the clock, it’s one in the afternoon.

My stomach growling rouses me out of bed.

Before he left, Bronx said Mrs.Miller was going to bring food up to the apartment.

Seems as good a time as any to go see what goodies she brought up.

I go into the walk-in closet and find a pair of sweatpants and an oversized shirt.

As I’m getting dressed, my mind churns with the events from yesterday, trying to put some sense to all of it.

How did I end up in the pool in the first place? Where have I been for the last four days? I think they are questions best thought about over a turkey sandwich and hopefully a banana.I put my hair up ina floppy bun before I head out to the kitchen.

As I get to the bedroom door, I smell someone’s scent.

It definitely isn’t Bronx’s dark chocolate and coffee scent that I love so much, besides, he told me he was going to the office.

This scent is out of place in my home and I'll be damned if I’m disappearing for another four days.

My brain immediately switches from questions of my disappearance to defense mode.

I let my fangs and claws extend, ready to attack as I slowly, quietly crack the door open.

A large man is standing half-way between the bedroom door and the sofa with his back facing me.

He is in jeans and a white t-shirt with his arms crossed in front of him as if he’s waiting for something.

All the training James and Marco have given me over the past year floods into my brain.

If I can get a foot planted on the small of his back, I can get leverage over him and try to bring him down.

"Kas, what are you doing?" Lex hisses at me.

"Attacking a man who broke into my apartment.I’m not getting kidnapped again, Lex.What do you think I’m doing?" I snap.

"Kas, that’s just-"

"Not now, Lex," I interrupt.

Before she can respond again, I let a purple aura build around me.I suppress a growl as I launch myself at the man from behind.

One foot securely lands on the small of his back while my knee is between his shoulder blades, giving me leverage to lean back without falling off of him.

My hands wrap tightly around his thick neck at the same time.He lets out a strangled cry as my claws bury deep into his windpipe.He grabs my wrists and starts to pull, but not enough to throw me off of his back.

The growl I was suppressing lets loose from my chest, making the room rumble as he grabs me.I start to push my claws deeper into his neck, pulling them back toward my body at the same time.I can feel his pulse quicken against my fingertips as I get closer to his jugular.

The metallic scent of blood is thick in the air as he drops to his knees.

Something's wrong.

defending himself? Why isn’t he fighting against me? Just as his knees hit the ground, Marco throws the apartment door open

It’s James! Luna, please! It's just James! You’re gonna to

pistol, but he has both hands in the air in front of him, showing he doesn’t intend to

to me as he takes slow,

distraction is enough for the intruder to reach up, grab me by

the ground, forcing me

look up to see James grabbing

between his fingers as he

retract at the shock

over to James’ side and drops to

voice isn’t nearly as panicked as

mind links someone, then I watch in horror as Marco consoles his

I done? "Kas, don’t just sit there.Heal

feel the tears stinging my eyes as I pull myself up.I

I done? There’s

pale, his usually cheerful blue eyes look glassy

sorry.Can I heal you, please, James? Please! Just blink if it's okay for

able to stop the tears now.I force down a sob as he looks to me and slowly blinks.I position

looks at James with disbelief in

me and shakes his

closes,

concentrate.We can

can, which isn’t very calm at all.I wipe my tears away with my sleeve and clear my

energy, Kas.Let’s go," she whines, seeing

gently pull James’s hands away

someone is squeezing my heart as I see the extent of the damage my claws made.I place my hands over his neck and close

they all fade away as I focus on saving James’s life.I send

that I tore in half.I feel someone gently

energy to their

hit me? As I come out of the

voice, but I can’t

Iokaste, except for Delilah’s mom, Lady Camille.It definitely isn’t her

does this woman sound so familiar? I slowly open my

light is shining through the doorway into the dark room, making

where are we?" I ask

visitors," her tone is full of

I'm laying on.I jolt

eyes adjust to the bright light from the doorway.I try

a little, she will back away.I concentrate on my

try to focus to slow

I can escape out the door and

trapped.I look around to see if there is a way to escape around them, but the only exit is the door the

minute? Is that who I

clear with

woman looks annoyed, "No,

the floor in front of the cot.I look more

wine glass toward me.Her long chocolate brown hair is in dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail.She