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.

as his knees hit the ground, Marco throws the apartment door open and comes

just James! You’re gonna to kill

the air in front of him, showing he

are wide, darting from James to me as he takes slow, deliberate steps towards

grab me by the shoulders, and

gets knocked out of me as I hit the ground,

to see James grabbing his

out between his fingers

fangs and claws retract at the shock

side and drops to his knees,

nearly as

someone, then I watch in horror

Goddess! What have I done? What have I done? "Kas, don’t just sit there.Heal him before it’s

in my head.I can feel the tears stinging my eyes as I pull myself up.I can’t catch my breath as I crawl next

have I done?

face is pale, his usually cheerful blue

so sorry.I’m so sorry.Can I heal

to stop the tears now.I force down a sob as he looks to me and slowly blinks.I position myself next to his shoulder, surrounded

James with disbelief

me and shakes his

mouth opens and closes,

concentrate.We

isn’t very calm at all.I wipe my tears away with my sleeve

she whines, seeing James fading

James’s hands

the gaping wound.I feel like someone is squeezing my heart as I see

I

flesh, repairing tissue that I tore in half.I feel

is an energy to their

hit me? As I come out of the darkness of sleep, I can hear a woman calling me, "Iokaste...Kas...Time to

know that voice, but I can’t place

one calls me Iokaste, except for Delilah’s mom, Lady Camille.It definitely isn’t

this woman sound so familiar? I slowly

shining through the doorway into the dark room, making

we?" I

now, Kas.You have important visitors," her tone is full of

on.I jolt up and push myself as

to the bright light from the doorway.I try to

little, she will back

to slow time

escape out the door

a way to escape around them, but

a minute? Is that who I

becomes more clear

looks annoyed, "No,

the floor in front of the cot.I look more carefully at

pulled back into a ponytail.She has scarlet irises, red as blood.Her sun-weathered skin