Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 9

Bronx’s POV

As soon as my guard Tyree told me an omega was trying to get in my suite, I left the party and rushed upstairs.

My wolf, Saint, urged me to hurry.

“Something’s wrong. We need to get to her now, “ he growls.

I don’t have any pack secrets in the suite but that doesn’t mean I want a stranger going in without my permission.

As we turn the corner, we see a scrawny little girl at the end of the hall struggling to push open the heavy door of my suite.

The scent of fresh rain and lilacs wafts in the air, somehow making me feel less angry.

The girl looks up at us from under her baseball cap when Tyree yells at her. I can’t see her face from the shadow of the hat, but I don’t need to. I’m immediately drawn to her. My heart almost skips a beat.

“Mate, “ Saint cries out, taking over control of my body. He strides over and roughly pushes her against the door. I feel my fangs extending as I deeply breathe in her scent.

“Saint, don’t you DARE mark her, “ I warn, pulling on his consciousness, trying to regain control. He growls, but pulls back slightly.

At that moment all Hell breaks loose. Saint immediately acts to protect his newly found mate,

resulting in the Silver Moon Luna ending up with a broken wrist and the drunk Alpha getting punched by one of his own people. My pack members put themselves in the middle to prevent me from attacking someone.

During the commotion, I feel a small tap on my arm and a sweet little voice whisper, “Help.“

I turn to see the girl looking up at me. The color of her

eyes instantly shocks me. They’re as purple as U V lights. Her hair is an odd sparkly gray color. I feel a pang of pain when I notice how sickly gaunt and pale she is. As I take in her features, her eyes roll back in her head and she passes out.

A familiar scent hits my nose as I catch her falling body. Blood. My hands and the door behind her are covered in it. Saint didn’t claw her. What the Hell happened?

“Hospital wing! NOW! “ I roared, stopping the Silver Moon pack members in their tracks.

“What are we going to do, Bronx?” Lenora asks. She is sitting in the back of the SUV holding my mate on her lap during a fuel stop. She wipes some stray hairs out of

Kas’s sleeping face. I take the last drag of my cigarette and stamp it out on the ground.

“I don’t know, but we’ll figure it out. We’re her family now. She’s obviously not the future Luna we were

expecting but I don’t care. She’s mine and no one will ever hurt her again.”

Lenora and I switch places and I finally get to hold my mate in my arms. I breathe in her amazing fresh rain and lilac scent. Having her close to me gives me a sense of calm I have not felt in years, if ever. I have waited for so long to find her. I almost lost hope. I will treasure her for the rest of our lives.

be okay?” Lenora

tell the driver to pull over if there’s a problem, ”

near her ears, but in my eyes, they only add to her stunning beauty. I take a few of her silver hairs in my fingers. It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen; like a wig of silver filament but it

medical history but she is clearly not in any shape to give them answers. She flinches and shivers at the noises and talking around her but

from. Getting no information from her, they

shoo me out of the room so they can

into a clean hospital gown, they check her vitals. Her heart is racing even though she is sitting still. The stress of everything

her on her stomach, exposing her back and immediately call Lenora and

has mostly healed her, so there are only a few open wounds but every inch of the rest of her back is covered red, raw scars on top of old healed scars, on top of even older scars from being

hand to her mouth, gripping

and ball my hands into fists. I let out a low growl that shakes the room causing the medical staff to take a step

where Connors had gone, I would go right now and destroy him. How could anyone do this to

now but your priority needs to be Kas and only Kas. Nothing else matters, no one else matters. Don’t let yourself get distracted by revenge. Your mission is to

is. She always knows just what to say. I

conversation in your

links me when the doctor is ready for in He tells us there is nothing they can do about the scars, so Kas being underweight and malnourished are his biggest concerns. They can’t tell exactly how old she is, except

rogue Alpha and murder

another second of my life thinking about that asshole if I can help it,” I respond, trying not to let Saint’s anger influence me again, “Our focus needs to

I ever even catch a whiff of his scent, he’s dead,” Saint snarls, getting

doctors can’t account for Kas’s unusual eye or hair color. They say it

matters, but we want to make sure she is getting the correct treatment for whatever type

let me take her upstairs. I carry her to the suite next to mine, so she can have some privacy until she

bed. We give her the green and gray blanket from her

and confused. We feed her applesauce or pudding, but she only eats a bite or two

doctor checks on her

She’s been through a lot of

and get food from the

is something to eat in

a soft voice

call out, so she knows she’s not alone. I don’t want to scare her after everything she has been through. I put down

to stand up but falls to the floor and

the giant knife down, dummy! You’re

down and kneel on the floor in front of her, hoping

reach my hand out but the look on her face becomes more desperate,

my hand away, I notice her eyes flash black. Without warning, she

into my nose. There is a

my nose?! What the

hands to my face, waiting for

would be feisty! “

to an empty room. Where