Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 47

I spread the pictures out trying to make sense of it. Has she been reincarnated that many times in a hundred years?

"Is this it? Were there any other pictures?" I ask, looking up at Musu.

"I think I found one from the second Italian War of Independence, but it is very old. I can't be sure it is her," Musu turns the laptop to show me a grainy image of a stern-looking woman sitting in a chair. There is a large man in a soldier's uniform behind her with his hand on her shoulder. It could be her, but there is no telling for sure.

"Do we know who the soldier is? He doesn't age either?" I ask, tapping my finger on the desk while I examine the image. I look down in the other pictures and see he is in the one from the twenties and the one from the eighties as well.

"Still researching, but it looks like his features stay the same, just like hers do.”

‘This stays between US for now, Musu. Until we can figure out what the Hell is going on. I want all the intel you can possibly gather before we confront Katherine Santoro.”

‘Yes Alpha,” she says with a little sigh. I can see a touch of exhaustion on her face.

"I know it's difficult, Musu. And I am sure it's getting to be a lot of stress, which is not good for you or the baby. The offer still stands. If you need to take time off to collect yourself, we will all support you on that decision,” I look her in the eyes while I speak to her. I think I give her the genuine smile that Kas always talks about because she doesn't look scared by it.

"It's actually babies, Alpha. I'm having twins. And if you think I'm taking time off when things are getting this juicy, you have another think coming,” she laughs heartily at me, flashing a toothy smile.

"Twins?!" I lean back in my seat and put my hand over my heart, "Wow. Double the congratulations, Musu. That's such a blessing."

Before she can respond, there is another knock on the door. This time it's Carly, with all her supplies for our meeting.

"Carly, please give Musu the names for any males who will accompany the Santoro Enterprises team. She has some research to do.”

course, Alpha," she flips through the pile of papers in her arms and pulls a sheet out. Musu takes it and nods

trail on this

if there is anything else I need to know once you are finished with your

conference table. I notice she looks a little more frazzled than

everything alright?" I stand up and walk over to the conference table to speak

They are pressuring me to go with a chosen mate instead of waiting for my fated mate,” she sighs, "Like I don’t have enough going on. I need to worry about a mate

a chair and motion for her to sit while I adjust the chair next to her so I can face her, "They're just worried about you, Carly. You're going to be twenty-three, right? They see most of your friends finding their mates

her shoulders slump, "I know my mate is out there somewhere, Alpha. I don't want a chosen mate. I want

you're talking to," I chuckle, "I thought I was going to die a lone wolf before I

but her eyes still look

than anyone how much pressure parents can put on you. You're an adult and you can make your own decisions. If you want to wait, then wait," I shake my head while I give her my honest advice, "He's out there. Keep looking. And if that means you need to leave this pack to be with him, my schedule will fall apart, I won't have someone to remind me to take a break and eat lunch, and I don't know where I will find any important files, but I will figure it

she looks at her watch, "Let me finish setting up

calls to me again, "Oh, Sir. I looked in my

"Nothing indicating her identity?"

"No Alpha.”

Oh, and don't worry, she won't be there long. You will have

Lenora's POV

Silver Moon

has spoiled me by constantly going over the top to make sure they feed US well at

is a knock on the door, and Kas lets herself in without waiting for

I was getting dressed?” I scowl at

in your life. There is no way you weren't dressed by...O0h, my Goddess. What are you

has it, breakfast,” I frown as mush my fork