Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

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Bronx’s POV

It’s Sunday. I call it our “lazy” day. In other words, Kas and I don’t leave the apartment so James and Marco can have a day off. Most of the time, we are anything but lazy. Kas catches up on homework, tests recipes that I get to taste for quality control, and does chores she doesn’t want to have omegas take care of, like laundry and cleaning the kitchen. I always tell her that i s what they are there for but she says she is happy to do it so I let her be. 2

For me personally, it is a good time to catch up on pack matters and relax in front of the television. Kas likes to write any essays she has due on Sundays, so she gives them to me to read over when she is done. 1

It is late afternoon when she is finished with her homework and other busy work, so she comes over to hang out with me on the sofa. She drapes her legs over my lap and looks hesitantly at the reality show about fishing boats I am watching.

“Sweetheart, can we talk about a couple of things?” she asks, trying to sound casual but I see right through it. It’s rare for Kas to say she wants to talk about whatever’s on her mind, so when she does, I give her my full attention. I have been able to sense something has been bothering her for a couple days now. I knew she would come around at some point, but I need t o let her do it in her own time.

“Of course, Baby. What’s up?” I shut off the television, “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, I was just thinking. Now that Codi is born, maybe you should try to quit smoking. Do you want her to remember your scent as cigarette smoke?”

“Excuse me?” The tone of my voice betrays my body language. This is about my bad habit? I start to feel a bit defensive.

now that you have a niece who you will spend time with, I think maybe you could consider quitting,” she looks at me as if

swings have been so wild since he came back in December. After I died in Blood River and was able to be resuscitated I thought it would be kind

mate. Don’t be an ass,”

he tries to bargain. He’s got a point,

second it is simply about me, Codi, or about me quitting smoking,” I look her in the eye, making her drop her

sighs, her mood immediately changes to be more serious, “you know how earlier you asked if I wanted to have a baby

heart hits a hard beat. Is she

clears her throat and

oh. Something’s wrong,” Saint

quite sure because of how unique our situation is,” she says with a little frown. My sweet little mate sounds like she is going to cry and I’m not sure how to stop i t before it starts. She looks at her hands while she explains the circumstances and potential solutions she and Lady Camille discussed. When she finishes, she

things Lady Camille suggests if you want or we can always adopt or something. It doesn’t matter to me as long as I have you. Little shack in the back of the territory, remember? You don’t need to cry. Please don’t

my throat and wipe my own eye once I’m

I can feel how bad this

your mind?

a smile. She then tells me about Lady Camille’s

not heavy? Darkness? Not accepting their fate?” I ask, “That’s not heavy? Seems like