Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever In The Past And Forever In The Future By Neener Chapter 37

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Beener chapter 37

My heart sinks. No no no no. This is not happening. This is NOT happening! Okay, calm down, Kas.

Meditate. Find him through our connection. You’re a Goddess, damn it.

“Alright, if I have to be on lockdown, can it be in the meditation room, please?” I ask Lady Camille.

“Of course, Luna lokaste. Please be careful in your search. Sister Delilah, please accompany your Luna. Should she need anything, you are to assist in any way you can,” Lady Camille says in a comforting manner.

“Thank you, Lady Camille, ” I sigh with my hands over my heart.

Marco gently takes me by the elbow and leads me to the meditation room with James and Delilah right behind us. Marco and James have never really needed to protect me from a threat. It was shocking to see how their demeanor changed from being watchful to being protective.

There’s no windows or other doors in the meditation room. It is dimly lit with mats and cushions placed on the floor. There is a hint of music playing in the background. One way in, one way out. The perfect location to be protected by my guards. They make sure no one else is in the room, James kisses Delilah deeply, then they step out, and close the door behind us.

“Okay, Delilah, I’m going to try to find my mate

through our connection. Please pray to Goddess Hecate to keep me safe,” I look into her deep blue eyes as we join hands.

“Okay. I’m right here if you need me, Luna Iokaste,” she looks at me with compassion and worry. I can’t help but chuckle.

“Delilah, if you’re coming to live with us, please, call me Kas or Luna Kas if you insist on using my title, ” I plead with her with as much of a smile as I can muster.

She smiles shyly and nods.

I sit on the soft mat on the floor, close my eyes, and let my spirit extend out into the universe.

Bronx’s POV

I wake up in a dark, musty room. The air is stale, hot, and humid. My head is pounding. I try to shake out the feeling and look around me. The edges of my vision are a bit blurry but I can still see.

Okay, first thing’s first, I need to orient myself and assess my situation.

I’m in the center of the dungeon cell, hanging by silver shackles. My shoes are missing and my toes are barely touching the damp ground. My body weight is putting pressure on the silver shackles around my wrists, and let me tell you, that shit burns. Welp, not a great situation.

you there? You

” What kind of sick

rag to the face was full of wolfsbane. I don’t taste any in my mouth, so I didn’t ingest any. That’s

I’ll figure out how to get outta here. Let me know when you

I know he will rebound

my jet? It had to be

where the Hell am I? I don’t see anything distinctive to help identify where I could be. Great. Nothing

somewhere remote. Great. There’s one small window with bars. No way I

and appears to be made out of silver. Things are not looking up for me. At least

can pull the eye hook out. It’s the only plan I have. I lift my legs up toward my elbows and throw my feet down forcefully. Burning pain rips through my wrists but I feel

hook is deep in the ceiling but

door creak and footsteps coming down the hall. I also hear a soft dragging, scraping

wolfsbane, and rogue

disheveled. He’s holding an empty liquor bottle in

of nine tails with tiny rows of barbs at the ends. It is

he

slowly approaches me. I swear he took a bath

slave?” he snarls. His eyes

is not your concern, motherf*cker,” I growl and spit at his face. I have to keep him talking. If he’s talking, he’s distracted. If he’s distracted, I have a better chance of making it out of this

in a position to say no. You will

I do that?” I growl back at him. Anger is flowing through me. I yank my wrists forcefully against the shackles, ignoring the pain. I

doesn’t answer. A sick smile comes across his face. He unzips his pants and pees on my legs. Gross. I feel Saint starting to stir.

like what happens if you don’t, ” he laughs as he sways and zips

never find her. I ‘m the only one who

cold, drunk eyes turn

wolfie. What’s your name?” I egg on

back, ” he takes a couple

the

so my back faces him.

” I yell out. Holy.

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