Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 92

Bronx’s POV

I feel so fucking helpless.

Just like they always do, the doctors say to just let her sleep.I should be able to do more, be able to help my mate.I’m her Guardian, right? They tell me I was made for her.Sitting here holding her hand while she sleeps in a hospital bed is not helping her.

There is no way this is what I was made for.This can’t be the type of help they mean.

"Come on, Kas.Please wake up, Baby.Please," I whisper when I brush her sparkly gray bangs out of her face.

She looks so still and peaceful, but it is distressing at the same time.I never know what's going through her head.

She hides twice as much as she shares with the world, even me.I know she thinks she is protecting everyone by keeping her emotions locked down.

There is so much from her past she holds on to.I try to respect that.I can’t take it away from her, but there is so much future to look forward to if she would just allow it.I look up at the clock, two-thirty a.m.

She lost consciousness around seven p.m. but didn’t go Code Violet.She just seemed really overwhelmed and passed out once we got her away from the ballroom.I knew I shouldn’t have let her heal me.It took too much out of her.

This is my fault.

I would give this fucking eye back a hundred times over if she would just wake up and tell me she’s okay.I press my lips to the back of her hand and let the sparks of our mate bond reassure me she’s there and as she's as good as she’s going to get for now.I just need to be patient.

Not my strong suit.

Saint’s either.

I lay her hand back on the mattress and lean back in the chair.

Anyone that would walk in would probably think I’m a creep for staring at her like this, but I can’t take my eyes off of her.

What if she wakes up? Anything could happen if I turn my eyes away.I rest my elbow on the arm of the chair and lean my head against my fingers.

Cora is going to die soon, less than two years for sure.

That means Kas is going to have a pup.

That pup is going to be Cora? It doesn’t make sense.

Did Zeus know this was Kas’s fate? Is that why he promised her a baby? Was it basically a double cross on a desperate woman? I can feel my temper surge when Saint understands my line of thinking.He doesn’t care if it's the God of Thunder, either.

If someone thinks they are going to trick our mate, they can answer to me.

her fate, it's fucked up, but there’s nothing I can do about

won’t get to be a dad?"иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмSaint sighs

Cora as your adopted pup, we could consider you a dad,"

in your head going from rage to worried back to rage

I never thought of it as being her dad," he

buddy.If nothing else, you have Cora," I

about you?" he

Interesting question.

at Kas resting in the hospital bed.I have always supported her and

is her fate, I will accept.It is what the

in the back of my mind,

could never let Kas

good could come

the silence of the room.I look

me she

to the

me handle things on my own, but I’m sure Mom insisted on coming back since they hadn’t gotten on a plane yet.I stand up and give Kas a soft kiss on the cheek, then go out to the hall to greet them.I keep the door open

by wrapping my arms around her and picking her up, letting myself breathe in her comforting pine and cedar scent.I only let her go when she pats my

"Oh, Honey!"

a good look at me.She grabs both sides of my face and admires

wave my hand

and her face darkens a

it until you caved," she says, looking mournfully into the room, "Maybe there was

is something bigger going on.Saint and Lex were really insistent on me getting healed, but

head on top of hers, "They are also insistent on getting that silver out of my liver but after this,

a safe way to do it,

looks at me seriously.He has his hands on his hips and he looks like he wants

decision, "We were only here for a couple weeks keeping an eye on Codi and things are non-stop.It seems to me like you should do what you can

saying to let her

arm fall off of Mom’s shoulder.He can’t be

trying to find a

more than capable.Right now, I’m not talking about the Alpha and Luna of my pack.I’m talking about the wellbeing of my son and daughter-in-law.I

look at my parents.I hate to admit they’re

go up to our suite,

takes my hand and gives it a squeeze, "Mind link me if you need

"Thanks, Mom.Thanks, Dad,"

on the

in the air.I look further down the hallway and see Cora sitting

me expectantly.Her weathered features and sepia toned skin are carved into a naturally calm expression, but underneath I can sense