Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Beener chapter 20

Kas’s POV

Bronx looks like a swamp monster as he walks towards me with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I stand up when I see him, putting my hands over my mouth with a little gasp.

We make eye contact. With all the mud, I can’t read his expression, but I can feel his pain. Not physical pain, emotional pain.

“I need you, ” he growls as he walks past Milo and Lenora. He leans over, wraps his muddy arms around my waist, and picks me up. He doesn’t even break his stride. He just keeps walking. There’s a squishing sound where his skin contacts my clothes.

Welp, I guess this outfit is done for.

After listening to everything Milo and Lenora just told me, I had no idea what reaction to expect when Bronx got back, but it certainly wasn’t being thrown over the shoulder of a swamp monster.

“Uh, bye guys. Thanks for the talk,” I wave at Milo and Lenora. They wave back with confused looks on their faces.

“Want to tell me what’s going on, Bronx? ” I ask as he climbs the stairs.

He just grunts as he carries me, wrapping his arms around my legs in a tight bear hug up the stairs to the fifth floor. Instead of going to my suite, he opens the door to his apartment and kicks it closed behind him. He carries me all the way to his bedroom and sits me on the edge of the bed. Instead of sitting up and looking at me, he lays his muddy head next to my hip, his heavy, muddy chest is in my lap, and his arms still tightly around my waist.

I smooth his muddy hair as he silently holds on to me as if his life is depending on it. I can feel his emotions, he feels tormented.

Maybe his life does depend on it? I feel helpless seeing him like this.

me. Please. Whatever it is, I’ll

thing happens next,

him. My eyes grow wide. Uhh, what? He’s crying? Now I definitely don’ t know what to

against my shoulder and continues to cry. He shakes his head back and forth as he sobs. His whole chest heaves as he whimpers and tries to catch his breath. We sit like this for some time until he starts to calm down. It’s clear this reaction isn’t just because of witches. This is built up stress that he’s been

seeing his tears but it’s

glance, it was a bit jarring to see a long vertical scar where an eye should be. The thought of his scar is fleeting as

I use a gentle tone as I caress his cheek, “Please don’t hide from me. I can take care of you just

-I don’t know what to do with it. The biggest threat I’ve ever sworn to protect my pack from is witchcraft. After what I went through when I was in the military, I’ve fought tooth and nail to keep witches and other creatures off of my territory. That bitch didn’t just

safe.”

exactly what I have fought so hard against for years, ” his voice is shaky as his lip trembles, ” I don’t know what to do Kas. I need to do what’s best for you but I also need to do what’s best for the

of what

into the crook of my neck and takes a deep shaky breath. I let him stay

I joke, trying to lighten the mood. I ‘m

you always smell like fresh rain and lilacs. Oh, what do I smell like to

a mochaccino, ” I giggle.

or Saint are mad. I ‘m your mate. I’m not as fragile as you think I ann. We’re supposed to be in this together, right? This is not just

the pack safe. We can talk through these sorts of things if you just speak to me instead of walking away. Besides, I would never want you to make

to say something in anger that would push you away or make you think

second. Yes, I still have a lot of healing to do, but I ‘m working on it. Who knows,

as I slowly pull him toward me until our lips touch.

the kiss. Electricity sparks between us as the kiss becomes more passionate. He adjusts his arms so my entire body was pressed closer to him.