Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 72

Once we settled on the flight, we all get to get to know Musu better. She is originally from Sierra Leone. Her mother is Beta Pierre’s second chance mate. So Musu moved to Lune D’or when she was thirteen. Her accent is so elegant, it’s almost hypnotizing. She tells us how much she has traveled internationally and how much she has enjoyed it.

“I have a question. How many languages do you speak exactly?” Delilah asks out of curiosity.

“I speak seven languages. Krio, English, French, Cantonese, Farsi, Dutch, and Greek. I love linguistics. I find that I’m able to catch on to new languages quickly,” Musu proudly marks off the count with her fingers. I notice Marco admiring his mate but he has a concerned his face. If I had not spent so much time with him, I probably would not have noticed the subtlety.

Hearing about Musu’s diverse background and love for languages sparks an idea in my mind. I tuck the thought away for later. She is a charming woman who is a wonderful storyteller. I can’t wait for everyone else to get to know her.

When we land at the airport, I pull Marco aside under the ruse of needing to discuss training schedules while we wait for our luggage to be unloaded.

“Marco, you looked worried about something on the plane. Is everything alright?” I question.

“1-I think so, Kas. I just…Musu is so smart. What if I’m not good enough for her. What if she gets bored of me. She’s been all over the world. I’m just a glorified hit man,” he mopes, slumping his shoulders.:

We both turn to look at her while she speaks excitedly about something with Delilah. I hear him give a sigh of defeat beside me.

“Marco. First of all, the Moon Goddess knows what she is doing. Secondly, you have so much you can teach her. You have a whole language and culture she didn’t mention knowing about. You have a whole lifetime to make new memories and to travel with her. She can learn just as much from you as you can from her,” I reassure him.

“I didn’t think of it that way. Thanks, Kas. I appreciate the pep talk, he smiles as we head backt o our group.

***

When we get back to the packhouse, we notice everyone is flustered and on edge.

“What’s going on?” Bronx asks an omega who is walking briskly past the entrance.

in labor! The baby is coming!” the girl says to him with

the hospital wing?” he asks

since this morning,”

drop our bags and sprint to the hospital wing. Milo is pacing in the hallway but we can hear Lenora in the

why aren’t you in there?”

me out. Lenora didn’t feel well yesterday and she made an appointment to see the doctor today but this morning she woke up and the sheets were covered in blood,” Milo’s eyes looked distant and distressed at the memory. His voice cracks when he speaks

best doctors in that room. Let’s walk down the hall, burn some of that energy. We won’t go far, just down there. The

the distance between the door and the end

agrees.

the door to the room just enough to slide in and

mask to greet me, “Hello Luna, now may

healing abilities can do, I

use the help here,” she says with a furrowed brow. She pulls the mask back up and goes to whisper in the doctor’s ear. He looks over and sees me and says something back

Luna, let’s get you a gown,” she

in a gown, a cap,

sweetie. I’m here. I’m here to help,” I say to her as wipe her damp hair out of her face. She is pale and sweaty and her green eyes are red and puffy from crying. It’s a distressing contrast to the strong-willed, bossy Lenora that

weak. Please help me,” Lenora cries before she contorts and screams from

healing power on you, if that’s alright? I’m going to put a hand on your forehead and one on your chest. I know it’s hard, but I need you to try to stay as still as possible. Just think about wanting your

sniffs, “Okay Kas, I trust

it is you need to.

be a two

Lenora, Kas. Let’s do this,” she

ever. Creating a solid bond with the baby’s belly button. Then I focus on the baby herself. She is weak from the stress of early labor and not having enough to eat. I pull the chemicals related to both of their stress and replace it with calming healing energy, stabilizing Lenora’s muscles around her so they will stop contracting, pulling nutrients from other

positive energy to the baby, I feel the negative energy surrounding her fill me and start to dissipate. Lenora’s cries get smaller until it is just

until there is no more I can do for her and I open my eyes. The doctors and nurses are all standing back looking at me in awe as the light that surrounded us dims and extinguishes. I assume at some point, they would get used to it, but I haven’t healed enough people yet for it to be a commonplace event. Lenora still looks pale, but she has lost a