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.

gonna be okay?”

driver to pull over if there’s a problem, ” I reassure her

It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen; like a wig of silver filament but it isn’t a wig. It

waiting when we get to our packhouse. They start by asking Kas questions about her medical history but she is clearly not in any shape to

coming from. Getting no information from her, they decide to move on to her

shoo me out of the

Her heart is racing even though she is sitting still. The stress of everything is

they roll her on her stomach, exposing her back and immediately call Lenora and me

back in horror. I can’t remember seeing something so gruesome in my life. Her wolf has mostly healed her, so there are only a few open wounds but every inch of the rest of her back is covered

to her mouth,

sight. I shake in anger and ball my hands into fists. I let out a low

right now and destroy him. How could anyone do this to another werewolf? Let alone a child. A child who was under their care. Part of their own

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 be here for her and

afraid of me like everyone else is. She always knows just what to say. I ‘m grateful to have her

conversation in your office. Make her as comfortable as possible,

the built up anger. The birds stop chirping and even the crickets are silent. I undress and shift to let Saint out for a run. He needs to blow off steam so I can focus. Lenora mind 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 that she is at least seventeen. Her fast healing indicates her wolf is awake and

Alpha and

mate. I’m not spending another second of my life thinking about that asshole if I can help it,” I respond,

whiff of his scent, he’s dead,” Saint snarls,

unusual eye or hair color. They say it could be from malnutrition but not likely. Every blood

is a pure werewolf, not a hybrid. Not that it matters, but we want to make sure she is getting the correct treatment for whatever type of

her overnight for evaluation but then let me take her upstairs. I carry her to the suite

get her settled in the bed. We give her the green and gray

pudding, but she only eats a

doctor checks on her everyday and says

long as she wants. She’s been through a lot of trauma and it is her mind’s

her side to freshen up and get food from the kitchen. When I’m not

some fruit in the kitchenette, so there is something to eat in case she wakes up.

a soft

awake! ” I 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 the pineapple and walk around the corner. Relief floods over me when I see Kas sitting at

looks startled when she sees me. She tries to stand up but falls to

the giant knife down,

it down and kneel on the floor in front of her, hoping it will be less intimidating for her if I’m closer to her

now, ” I reach my hand out

notice her eyes flash black. Without warning, she thrusts her palm out

it into my nose. There is a loud crack as my nose breaks and

my nose?! What

“ I put my hands to my face, waiting

she would be feisty!

blood dries, I look up to an empty room. Where did she