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.

corner laughing so hard they can’t breathe. Of course, they would think i t would be funny. James looks very uncomfortable, like he wants to laugh but knows

“Alpha, I

Kas,” she says, reaching out her hand with the box. It looked big enough to be a bow tie but Kas had

bows and turns to leave as quickly as she can,

didn’t turn back around, just called from the doorway before closing it, “Beta

call out through the door. I turn around and face my Beta and Gamma who are wiping tears of laughter from their faces, “You two

to Milo, “I’m

Bronxy,” Milo salutes, still giggling

No sense in putting on the collared shirt and bow tie

to the patch. It is stunning. I flip it over to put it

man, that thing is nice, Bronx. Best one

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

all this with Kas, officially now. This and the private little haven I bought for her in Paris. I smile

join us as we eat and

comes in to get a ton of photos. He is leaving to head up to my apartment when Carly comes in to fetch us. She seems

I would hate