Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 82

Bronx’s POV

Instead of an actual training, we have a class scheduled for other packs to understand our training programs. We do a ten-mile warm-up for those who want to participate, then we move onto the presentation. We have a few pack warriors who will be doing some demonstrations while I walk through our programs.

I’m explaining the benefits of rest days where there is only light cardio and stretching when I feel a whisper on my neck. I flinch and look to the right, fully expecting to have to chastise Kas for leaving the packhouse without a guard but she’s not there. I smile to myself as I look at my watch. It’s her meditation hour. She just reached out and touched me. My heart thumps a little harder knowing she is thinking about me.

“Okay, now can we go see our mate? She wants to see us,” Saint begs. He doesn’t understand why we have to spend a full day apart when she is inside our apartment.

“No, Saint. Later this evening. You and Lex will get to spend time together, then Kas and I will.”

“Fine,” he huffs and goes to pout in the back of my mind.

After a successful exhibition, we answer questions and offer to provide some of the packs our services through packages we had established through MasonCo. While yes, all packs need to b e able to protect themselves and have strong warriors and security systems, Blood River is not a charity. We head back to Milo’s apartment to get ready. I’m in the bathroom shaving when I hear a knock at the front door. Milo calls me to come out. He is seriously interrupting me right now?

I sigh and put down the razor. I grab a towel, it’s on the smaller side, so it doesn’t fit all the way around my waist. I have to hold it with one hand with part of my ass hanging out. I make my way to the living room, “Milo, I’m getting ready, what’s so important that you need to interru-” I stop in my tracks as I come out of the bathroom, I realize Carly is standing there with a gift box. That’s right, my assistant is standing in the living room and I’m in a damn towel. Not even a whole towel, half a towel with my ass hanging out. 2

“Uh, hi Carly,” I say, rubbing my hand on the back of my neck. I can feel a blush on my face.

they can’t breathe. Of course, they would think i t would be

“Alpha, I

says, reaching out her hand with the box. It looked big

bows and turns to leave as quickly as she can, “Oh,

the doorway before closing it, “Beta Lenora said she would

and face my Beta and Gamma who are wiping tears of laughter from their faces, “You two are assholes.”

feel a little shifting inside. I toss it to Milo, “I’m gonna finish shaving and PUT SOME CLOTHES ON. Then

salutes, still giggling

on. No sense in putting on the collared shirt

strap connects to the patch. It is stunning. I flip it over to put it on. I see a small word embroidered into the silk liner.

man, that thing is nice, Bronx. Best one yet,”

of eye patches, I do everything I can to avoid the general public from seeing me without one. It’s one of the few

out onto the pack territory with a sense of calm. I think about how I get to share all this with Kas, officially now. This and the private little haven I bought for her in Paris. I smile thinking about what her reaction will be as Lenora shows Kas the slideshow. She’s gonna cry. I’m sure of it. She’s gonna tell

brings us a late lunch. Dad and Henri join us as we eat and relax with

is leaving to head

the Goddess. I would hate for that awkward