Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Beener chapter 21

When I come out of the bathroom, Bronx is sitting at the breakfast bar waiting for me. He’s back to his stoic composed

self, looking handsome in a tailored blue suit with an eye patch to match and a crisp, white shirt unbuttoned at the top. I sit next to him and place my hand on his arm.

“Bronx, if being trained by witches is the only way to help me, then that is what I need to do. We have to accept that. Elder Henri is right. I don’t want to hurt anyone because I don’t know what I’m doing or can’t control my abilities. I understand your concerns about witches being here, so I think it would be best for me to go to them, if they agree to it. That way they don’t have to come here and you don’t have to worry about the pack. We just need to come to an agreement with them on what the terms are for me being there.“

He rubs his hands on his face and sighs thinking about it, “Alright, Kas, but it would mean we would have to be apart for a while. Henri’s pack is too far away for you to come home. I only agree to this if you are permanently home by winter solstice.

Until then, I would come visit as often as I can but I do have a pack and business to run. I can’t be there as often as either of us would like.“

I feel a pang in my heart thinking about being away from Bronx, “Would James and Marco be with me at least?“

“Without a doubt. There is no way you are going without them there. They are my two best personal security guards. They’re loyal and I trust them with your life. They would never let me down.“

“Okay then. Let’s go talk to the Elders.”

He nods and takes my hand. He gives me one more sweet, lingering kiss before we head downstairs.

Bronx’s POV

I was caught off guard when Kas kissed me. Honestly, I had been worried it would be too stressful if I tried to kiss her first. She is right. I have been underestimatin her and treating her like a bomb that would go off at any second. I need to trust her and have more faith in her. I also need to figure out how to let her in without either of us getting hurt and that’s fully on me.

I can’t deny her an opportunity to learn more about her past and receive training to control her abilities. That would be cruel in different ways than she has been treated before.

We get to the conference room as the Elders are filing in and taking their seats.

the intermission. We cannot thank you enough for your guidance. My Luna and I have discussed the matter and yes, Henri, we believe it would be beneficial for her to receive training from the coven you were speaking about, if they are willing to take her in. We can discuss more details in private. No need to hold everyone

through the formality of voting on the issue to make sure they are all in agreement and following all the laws. Henri stays

old friend, ” I clap him on the

Can I make dinner? We can eat in your apartment, Bronx, ” Kas asks, her

need to do th-

dessert. It’s just the three of us right? It won’t be a problem at

an omega

” he smiles, looking

the kitchen and pick up all the supplies she needs to make dinner. Mrs. Miller, our head chef, looks at me suspiciously as Kas goes through the pantry

around the kitchen with that twinkle in her eye. I’m more of a heavy metal kind of guy but if listening to BTS and Olivia Rodrigo makes her happy, then I will listen to

wheelhouse and there’s no stopping her. The apartment smells

mate’s only abilities, Bronx,

ready in fifteen minutes, gentlemen. Please, have a seat. I had the omegas bring up a bottle of wine but I don’t know much about wine,

of cabernet sauvignon and take it

of a liver. The doctor

is a little off putting to me. This is kind of a special

often. We catch up with each other’s lives while we sip the wine. Kas brings

are two plates with a rack of lamb , asparagus, and what looks like mashed potatoes with a cream sauce. The third plate has grilled chicken and asparagus. Even though Kas has been doing much better with eating a wider variety of foods, her stomach was not at the point yet where she

first bite, “Bronx, are you sure this lady is not a Michelin rated chef?

you. I’m glad you

put in it, but I’ve never had such a delicious lamb dish. After we clean our plates, Kas

like we are close enough friends that I can

course, Bronx. We have seen each

the souffle dish on the table and puts the dessert on our plates. Before she can sit down, I pull her into my lap, nuzzling her neck.

soothes the savage beast. Haha! Who is this mystery man?” Henri smiles as he picks up his glass of