Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Daughters of the Moon Goddess by Neener Beener Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Bronx’s POV Four days.

belongings are still in our apartment. There have been no hits on her image on any surveillance videos MasonCo has access to around the world. She’s gone. It’s like she really disappeared into thin air. I feel like I’m going insane. For the past three days, I have been trying my hardest to focus on searching for my mate, but I kept getting overwhelmed by Saint’s

not fueled by the love and caring she deserves. That’s on to of trying to control my own emotions and impatience. I’m mad at myself for not doing a better job controlling him because now he and I are both paying the price. Maybe she would still be here if I would have kept him in

for dinner. At this point, we have a better chance of finding him than Kas. I’m glad for the distraction when Lenora hands my niece over to me. The little pup happily giggles and claps her hands at

from you. In fact, we were kind of thinking it may be time to take this to the media. The more people looking for her, the better. I can get the MasonCoP R team gathered and in the conference room in an hour.” I sigh, contemplating my next move. I don’t want to argue with my sister or Milo, but I also don’t want to waste time not

is safe and not scared or hurt. We get back to the packhouse late in the afternoon. We quickly shift and I throw on shorts, not bothering with a shirt, before making my way to the conference room. I walk in quietly and stand t o the side as Reggie is finishing a call with one of the MasonCo private detectives. Milo and Lenora are next to him, comparing something on their laptop screens. A few other pack members are further down the table, pointing to areas on the world map, whispering to each other. “Alpha,” Reggie says as he is hanging up, “No news to report here. How about you?” I sit across from him and put my elbows on the table, letting my hands support my head. Milo and Lenora look up from their laptops, giving me their full attention. I see Milo’s eyes turn white as he mind links someone. Most of the people who are reviewing maps stand up and leave silently. “Let’s bring in the PR team in the morning,” I sigh with defeat once they are out of the room. “You’re doing the right thing, Alpha,” my assistant, Carly, approaches me. “The pack is getting really worried about the Luna. They’re really worried about you too, if I’m being honest.” “Thanks Carly. I appreciate your support in this.” I give her a weak smile. “Can you please ask Mrs. Miller to bring my dinner to the gardens? I can’t go to the dining room tonight. I just – I can’t.” “Mine too, Carly. I appreciate it. I’m