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, ”

disrespectful to

Reggie says to Milo as if I’m not even

other things to worry about, ”

James? Did he find a mate at Lune D’or?”

At the coven,” I look at them

mated to a witch? ” Reggie’s

rubs his temples with his fingers, “Come

confirm

what’s our next move? How do we handle

witches, vampires, and other breeds of shifters who are mated to werewolves to live on their pack territory,

dangerous, if not more

can on how they handle those

that didn’t work, I want to know what they are. I

to their union, but their coven consists of

benefit. There is no way she is going

to lose him either. I think the only way she will allow Delilah to leave the coven is if

I want a complete charter of fair laws and expectations that we expect any super naturals who are living on our territory to abide by, whether it is a witch, a vampire, another breed of shifter, whatever. If they want to live here, they

on my

they don’t even stand up. They just

question as I

” Milo says

up?” I lean back in my chair, lacing my fingers on top of my

We’re having a pup!” His voice grows louder with excitement as he tells me the news. Reggie laughs and claps him in

When it hits me, I jump up and laugh, hugging him and clapping his back, ” Congratulations, man! That’s so awesome! Holy shit, I’m

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

blue 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 ‘In appreciation for your hospitality. ‘ Why would the

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