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.

ever. We’re

guys! You’re being disrespectful to my mate

Reggie says

things to

Now, what’s going on with James? Did he find a mate at Lune D’or?” Milo puts

I look at

mated to a witch? ”

with his fingers, “Come on, Bronx. You sure she didn’t just enchant him

they’re 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

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

the flight home. There are ten packs in North America who allow witches, vampires, and other breeds of shifters who are mated to werewolves to live on

dangerous, if not more

information as you can on how they handle those relationships in their pack.

what they are. I ‘m going to research

be opposed to their union, but

allowing for our benefit. There is no way she is going to allow James to stay and like Reggie

leave the coven is if we take her abilities

expect any super naturals who are living on our territory to abide

it on

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

question as I look up

Milo says with his

what’s up?” I lean back in my chair, lacing my fingers on top of my head, switching to

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

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?!

whiskey while you were gone, ” Milo points to the box on my

has the Elder Council official crest at the top and a simple typed note that says

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