Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Chapter 45

We talk more about the additional responsibilities I need Milo to cover if he is going to be acting Alpha. Obviously I

will be here to support him, but I am going to trust him to do what he believes is right.

As we are talking James sends me a mind link, ” Alpha!

Delilah just texted me, she needs us back at the

apartment. She said it’s important. I ‘m on my way there right now.“

My heart jumps, “Milo, it’s Kas. I gotta go.”

I sprint out of the room before he has a chance to answer but I feel him on my heels as I run down the hall. James gets to the top of the stairs as we are running past and joins us.

“What’s happening, Alpha?” Tyree, Kas’s substitute guard asks as I skid to a halt at the apartment door.

“Wait here, Tyree. No one else comes in, ” I growl as I push open the door.

“Kas! Delilah! ” They aren’t in the living room.

“We’re in here, Alpha Bronx, ” I hear Delilah’s voice from the bedroom. I rush into the bedroom, throwing the door open.

Kas is standing next to Delilah. They both jump with fright as the door bangs against the wall. It takes me a moment to process what I am seeing until Milo and James bump into my back.

I growl comes from deep within my chest and rattles the room. My best friend and my mate’s personal guard are standing right behind me looking at my mate. My mate who has no shirt on. Kas quickly covers her breasts with her hands when she realizes I am not the only man standing in our bedroom. Her eyes are wide with embarrassment and she is turning bright red.

“BRONX!” she squeals, trying to turn away to cover herself. Delilah puts her arms out wide and situates herself between Kas and the three men who just burst into the room but it’s too late Milo and James have already seen her and my instinct to protect my mate is in overdrive.

“Little Sister! What the Hell?! ” Milo says, sounding very uncomfortable.

“Milo, James, you need to get the f*ck out before you end up with broken necks, ” I snarl. I can feel myself

shaking in anger. Even without Saint driving the wolf side of me, I lose sight of the fact that I

hers. No other male wolf is going

me and the

of this?” My voice booms at the

I -I said it was important. N-not that it was an emergency, ” Delilah wimpers. She looks

she gets a small taste of my temper. She is not a wolf, she doesn’t know to show

out from behind Delilah. She’s still holding hands over her chest to cover

to keep eye contact and not let my eyes wander. How did I go from angry to aroused in a single heartbeat? I don’t know, but I won’t be able to control myself very long

just rolls her eyes, “Bronx, look!” She turns around and shows me her back. Delilah shifts her gaze from me to Kas then back

I can’t comprehend what I ‘m seeing. Her back is healed from her injuries that I just put salve on last night. Not even redness or swelling left over. Don’t get me wrong, the keloid scars are still distinct, but even they are a little less raised than

my mouth is hanging

at the important part, ” Kas

important part?

afraid if I put any amount of pressure on her skin the illusion will fade and she

anything familiar, Sherlock Holmes?” I can hear the sarcasm

closer, trying to identify differences between yesterday and today. My eyes widen

No f*cking way.

tattoos transferred to her body. They are identical to mine except much more muted in color. They are smaller to fit her little frame and contoured to her scars but they are there. I turn her around to see they cover

left of her saying around

whisper in awe, looking at part of a dragon with a skull

thought of her body covered in tattoos

apartment. Please?” she begs with her sweet little voice. She’s so excited

again, making her look as

I love seeing you this happy, but please, conserve your energy. I don’t want you to wear yourself out again. I know the next thing you are going to ask is if you can cook, but I

her. I look down and see our hands glowing.

up for dinner. Delilah is still standing awkwardly, not sure what to do with herself. I

I bow slightly to her, “I meant no disrespect. If anything, I should be thanking you for helping make

Bronx. Kas is more than my Luna, she is my friend. I’m

chose not to use Kas’s title. She must genuinely care for her to

at the same time as our food. Kas greets Mrs. Miller with a big hug. Tears form in the corner of Mrs. Miller’s eyes as she hugs Kas back. Kas makes it a point to say hello

her, I would think Lenora or Ashley would be more suited to loan her clothing, but I ‘m just glad to see Kas has found a friend

James and me set the table,

to run off into the closet? Kas is at least five inches shorter than Delilah, nothing in that closet is going to fit your mate except