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.

the best mate ever. We’re in love,

to my mate and

mark her,” Reggie

things to worry

Did he find a mate at Lune D’or?” Milo puts the teasing aside to

the coven,” I look at

to a witch? ” Reggie’s eyes

with his fingers, “Come on, Bronx. You sure

clearly enamored with each other. It’s not a spell, they’re definitely mates,” I confirm for them. They both look at me incredulously but they

How do we handle

America who allow witches, vampires, and other breeds of shifters who are mated to

be just as dangerous, if

hand each of them five phone numbers, “Give these Alphas a call, find out as much information as you can on how they handle those relationships in their pack. Any special rules or laws they

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

to their

is a courtesy they are allowing for our benefit. There is no way she is going

to leave the coven is if

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,

it on

Alpha,” they respond in unison. I thought they’d leave immediately to get started, but they don’t even stand up. They just look at me. Milo is smirking like he has

as I

Milo says with

it man, what’s up?” I lean back in my chair, lacing

as

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 gonna be an uncle?! Oh my Goddess. I can’t wait to

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

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

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