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.

will spend time with, I think maybe you could consider quitting,” she

swings have been so wild since he came back in December. After I died in Blood

our mate. Don’t be

bluff,” he tries to bargain. He’s got

quit smoking if you tell me what this is really about. Because I don’t believe for a second it is simply about me, Codi, or about me quitting smoking,” I look her in the

her mood immediately changes to be more serious, “you know how earlier you asked

remember,” my heart hits a hard

clears her throat and avoids making

oh. Something’s wrong,”

about my lineage. At least for the lives she knows about. And uh, she says there is a possibility that I won’t be able t o have children. She isn’t 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.

try the 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 cry,”

clear my throat and wipe my own

I can feel how bad this hurts for

have on your mind?

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

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