Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever In The Past And Forever In The Future By Neener Chapter 12

Chapter 12

We stay like this for a while until he says, “How about we get you something to eat? You haven’t had anything solid in almost a week.“

I pull away from our comfortable position and think about it.

“Yeah, I’m pretty hungry,” I agree. I don’t actually feel hungry, but I don’t want to make him upset with me either. Not when things are starting to go so well.

“Alright, I’ll make you a little snack. Then we can get the kitchen to bring something up for you.“

“Thank you, I’m just going to freshen up real quick, if that’s okay?“

“Of course. The bathroom is through that door, ” he points to a door at the back of the suite.

He helps me get out of his lap and I make my way to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and realize I’m a mess.

My face is visibly dirty and there is still some dried blood in my tangled hair. I look down and see my hands and arms are just as gross as my face. I sniff the shirt I’m wearing. I smell terrible.

UGH! How embarrassing!

I wash up at the sink as quickly as I can. At the very least to get the dirt off my face, arms, and hands. I don’t have a hair brush or a hair tie, so I try just running my fingers through to smooth it out. It ends up looking worse. Oh my Goddess! The hottest guy on the planet is just outside the door. Of course I look like a feral child! I swallow my pride and head out to the kitchen.

Alpha Bronx is standing in the kitchen cutting berries with a much smaller knife than he had the last time he was in the kitchen.

“Feel better?” he asks, not looking up from what he is doing. “Umm, better enough for now, I guess, ” I reply shyly.

He smiles as he looks at me and nods. He doesn’t seem to notice my messy appearance.

“Umm, just out of curiosity, did you call me ‘Baby’ earlier?” I lean against the counter and ask as he prepares the bowl of fruit salad for me.

A guilty look crosses his face and he rubs his hand on the back of his neck, “Uh, yeah, I guess I did. Is that alright?“

“I think so. I just wasn’t expecting it.“

He has me sit at the breakfast bar of the kitchenette and puts the bowl of fruit in front of me. I smile as I take a piece of strawberry. It tastes amazing. I eat more fruit when all of a sudden, my stomach feels like it is in a weird knot.

“Oww! ” I push the bowl away and grab my stomach.

“What is it, Baby? What’s wrong?” Alpha Bronx comes around the counter and kneels in front of me.

“My stomach, ” I grimace.

His eyes glaze over as he mind links someone. A moment later, a doctor comes to the room. He gets there so fast that I wonder if he was waiting outside the apartment. He starts checking my pulse, looking in my eyes and mouth, and asking me questions.

is too much for my stomach right now. I need to eat bland foods and work my way up to

to see you up and about, Luna, ” he says with a

tells Alpha Bronx to call him if there is anything more. The Alpha takes some Ritz crackers out of the pantry, arranges them on

with a shrug.

Bronx. My name is Bronx Mason. You, of all people, never need to call me Alpha. Got it?” He says with a

emphasize his name, playfully, ” What’s

Luna. You’re my mate and as long as I don’t completely fuck things up between

crackers, Baby. I slaved away all day, on them,” he dramatically puts the

leans against

I was wondering if anyone picked up my clothes before we left

don’t like my favorite

sorry. I j -just meant… ”

okay. I’m just teasing. It was a bad joke. I’m the one who should apologize. Not you. I’ll get Lenora. Hopefully, she has some clothes that fit you. We’ll get you to

mall. I have no money. Obviously, he doesn’t

kind of bizarre dream? Like, are we going to wake up in my

wait to meet him! And

and listen to Lex gush

by that but I just munch on the crackers and chat

room with Bronx close behind her. They both

doc says about sixty pounds

things. There are a lot of neon- colored leggings and shirts with

ten,”

I can wear, ” I shrug.

anything I’ve owned before.

a pair of jeggings and a white t-shirt that says ‘ Girl Power’ in sparkly pink letters. Good enough for me. There’s a couple of pairs of clean underwear but no bra. Not that I have much of a chest but I do prefer to wear one. I keep digging until I find a spaghetti strap undershirt in the pile. It

smelling like I have a dead animal stowed away, Bronx’s shirt is huge on me, it comes down to my knees like a dress, so

sections at the mall. We will find

embarrassment, “About that. I -I, um, I can’t go to

Bronx and Lenora

never paid me. Getting to live in the packhouse was my payment, ” I say, looking at

Oh, Baby, you don’t have to worry about money, ” Bronx pulls out his

let alone used a credit card. I barely know this guy

out of Bronx’s

and rolls his eyes as Lenora puts his card in her

my eyes away from Bronx’s gaze. He doesn’t ask why I

up, Kas? Everything

me wash my hair and back? Everything is still sore and

want Bronx to think I don’t take care of

be happy to,“ she smiles

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