Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Beener chapter 30

Bronx’s POV

I spend the remainder of the weekend at Lune D’or. I catch up with Henri and his son Martin who is now Alpha Regent and join in on a pack run. I even lead a couple of training sessions with their elite warriors. A t dinner on Saturday evening, I meet

Martin’s in- laws. They own a bakery in town. The kitchen staff had told them about Kas wanting to learn how to make croissants which they found endearing. They give me their family recipe for baguettes to give to Kas when she gets home. It’s in French, so I need to see if Cason will translate it for me. I know she’s going to love it.

Surprisingly, I don’t feel empty like I had the last time I left Kas. It’s almost like our time together energized and motivated me. I do a lot of research and get a ton of work done on the flight home and feel refreshed when I land. I ‘m completely ready to dive into work for MasonCo and bide my time until I see Kas again.

When I get to the packhouse, I start to feel the sadness creep in but I refuse to wallow in sorrow. I drop my things in my apartment, then head to my office. Carly takes the recipe to give to Cason for translation. Then I mind link Milo and Reggie to meet me in my office so we could discuss James’s mate situation.

“How’s Kas? Is the training helping? Does she miss us?” Reggie asks as soon as he and Milo walk in.

“It’s good to see you too, Reggie, ” I snark at the rapidfire questions.

Milo, the more perceptive of the two, squints his eyes and steps forward, “You okay, man? Something seems…different.“

” I don’t know what you’re talking about, Milo,” I dismiss his concern, “Kas is doing good, Reggie.

She’s learning a lot and she has so much more confidence. She isn’t sickly thin anymore and she’s been getting sun, so she has these cute freckles. She even grew half an inch.”

Thinking about her makes me smile. Flashes of our weekend come to my mind. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

“You dirty, dirty dog. You mated! Did you mark her? Is she our official Luna? ” Milo sits down at the edge of his chair.

“Milo, you’re crossing a line. Besides, I don’t kiss and tell,” I snarl at him.

” Bronx, you don’t kiss,” Reggie chimes in, looking smug, “I ‘ve known you for twenty-four years. You never even held a girl’s hand before you met Kas.

The look on your face right now? We can practically hear Saint purring! You two definitely mated.”

“Bronxy’s in looove,” Milo sings and flutters his eyes dramatically.

ashamed. She’s the best mate ever. We’re in love, ” Saint laughs in my

guys! You’re being disrespectful to my mate and

mark her,” Reggie says to

other things to worry about, ”

on with James? Did he find a mate at Lune D’or?” Milo puts the teasing aside to focus on one

the coven,” I look at them

mated to a witch?

he leans on the desk and rubs his temples with his fingers,

a spell, they’re definitely mates,” I confirm for them. They both look at me incredulously but they

what’s our next move? How do we handle this? We don’t want to lose James,”

research on the flight home. There are ten packs in North America who allow witches, vampires, and other breeds of

can be just as dangerous, if not more

out as much information as you can on how they handle those relationships in their pack. Any special rules or laws they have established

want to know what they are. I ‘m going to research

be opposed to their union,

Marco there is a courtesy they are allowing for our benefit. There is no

coven is

naturals who are living on our territory to abide by, whether it is a witch, a vampire, another breed of

it on my

they’d leave immediately to get started, but they don’t even stand up. They

I

some good news, ” Milo says with his signature goofy

I lean back in my chair, lacing my fingers on top of my head,

voice grows louder with excitement as he tells me the

Congratulations, man! That’s so awesome! Holy shit, I’m gonna be an uncle?!

the Elder Council sent whiskey while you were gone, ” Milo points to the box

box closer to me. Johnnie Walker Blue label. It’s an expensive whiskey. I look at the card, it has the Elder Council official crest at the top and a simple typed note that says

Anything else, just not whiskey,” I say, putting the bottle