Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future Forever In The Past And Forever In The Future By Neener Chapter 44

Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Chapter 44

It makes me nervous how tired Kas is the next day. She’s still pale and her eyes don’t have their usual
sparkle. She insists on getting out of bed but she falls asleep at the kitchenette table before I can finish
toasting a bagel for her. I carry her over to the sofa and bring her some pillows and her gray and green
blanket. I wrap her up in a little cocoon and turn on the cooking channel she likes. Before I can even
turn around, she is already asleep on the couch.

I call James and request Delilah come check on her to make sure what she is going through is normal.
Once Delilah arrives, she looks Kas over. She agrees that what Kas did to heal me should be well
within her power, but since she isn’t anywhere close to her full power with her injuries, it just gassed
her. She just needs rest. Delilah lets me know she will brew up something for Kas to drink that will help
but it will take a few hours for it to kick in.

“I will stay here with her. I’m sorry, Alpha Bronx, but you need to leave for a while. Give her some
peace and quiet.

I will stay here and make sure she’s

okay,” Delilah says. She writes a list of ingredients on a piece of paper and hands it to me, “The kitchen
should have all these herbs. I need these to make the tea to help Luna Iok- uh Luna Kas.“

“Sorry, Alpha, but you heard the boss,” James shrugs as Delilah closes the apartment door behind us,
“I am going to see if I can sneak a snack from the kitchen. I can take that list to Mrs. Miller.“

I hand him the list and watch him lightly jog down the stairs to the kitchen. I could go workout in the
weight room. It’s down in the basement. I don’t



want to be that far away in case something happens to Kas. I head down the hall to my office to catch
up on work instead. Milo enters the office and practically jumps out of his skin, in a split second his
claws and fangs

extend, taking a defensive stance, until he realizes it’s just me.

“Bronx, you scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be lying on your belly or
something?” he grabs his chest and looks at me with concern.

“Kas healed me last night. Now she is tired, so Delilah kicked me out of my own apartment, ” I lean
back in my chair with a frown.

“Kas healed you? What? I thought she needed to get her energy back before she could do things like
that, ” he looks confused, “Wait, Delilah kicked you out of your apartment? How tired is Kas that she
needs Delilah

there?“

“Well, let’s just say Kas was able to get her energy back last night through our connection and I may
never be able to get in my bathtub without getting a boner again,” my mind wanders thinking about last
night, “but when she healed me, it wiped out every ounce of energy she had built up.”

Milo sits in the chair across from me and crosses his arms in front of himself, laughing at the blush that
spreads from my neck to my face.

His stupid, goofy grin is plastered on his face, ” That’s my boy. We’11 have an heir to your throne in no
time! “

“Watch it, Milo, ” I warn with a growl. He knows I don’t like being referred to as royalty in anyway,
shape, or form. I do not have a throne, nor do I want one.



“Alright, alright. So Kas healed you. Like fully healed you?“

I stand up and pull my shirt off, exposing my back to him.

“My Goddess. That’s incredible, ” he says in awe, ” Cason’s gonna have a field day! “

“Haha, yeah, I ‘m going to need to go see him soon, but more importantly, look at this, ” I turn around
and show him the spot where my scar used to be under my rib cage.

“W—where’s your scar? She made that disappear too? ” he stares wide eyed before looking up at me
with disbelief.

“That’s nothing. Look at this, ” I lift my eye patch and show him the smooth skin of my eyelid
underneath.

“No way, ” he murmurs under his breath as he gawks at me. He knows better than anyone how gnarly
the scar on my eye area was, “your mate did that. Son of a gun. I

can’t believe it.“

“Yeah, she’s amazing, ” I swoon. I feel a pang of guilt about how weak healing me has made Kas. I ‘m
not sure how I will make it up to her, but I will find a way. Saint would know right away what I should do
for her. He loves our mate so much, but he’s not here.

After a moment of silence, a serious mood falls over me, “Milo, I need you to keep acting as Alpha until
we figure out how to get Saint back. I don’t know how long it is going to take. What I do know is that I
don’t want people to know. It will make the entire pack a target for attacks. It stays between the people
that already know, you, Me, Kas, Marco, James, and Delilah. Not even Lenora, Reggie, or Ashley finds
out. Got it. I will focus on MasonCo business in the meantime. If you need me to cover any

of your… clients…just say the word. I can still do that, even without a wolf.“



“Of course, Bronx. I understand. Anything you want, ” he agrees, spreading his hands in front of him. I
know for all things in my life, I can count on Milo to be loyal. I trust him with this.

“I felt him for a second last night, Milo. Like, just a fraction of a moment of being able to feel him, after
Kas healed me. He was gone again just as fast. I

mean, it’s weird. If I concentrate on him, I feel like he is there, just…disconnected? Lost? Blocked? I
don’t know how to explain it,” I lean back in my seat fiddling with a pen. I can feel my mood darken.

” Don’t worry, man, you and Kas will get it figured out. Saint and Lex will be back in no time. Until then,
I’ve got you covered,” Milo nods with reassurance.

“Tell you what, when he comes back, we bust open that bottle of Johnnie Blue, ” I point to the bottle on
my desk, trying to lighten the mood.

“Cheers to that!” he chuckles.

Milo catches me up on everything happening with the pack. He has done a good job keeping the ship
afloat while I have been out of pocket. I wouldn’t expect anything less. He may be a goofball, but he
does

everything with precision. It’s one of the reasons I made

him my Beta. Once he is done with pack updates, we move on to more personal things.

He gushes Lenora and the baby. They got to see it on the screen during their last appointment.
According to him, the baby looks like a lima bean right now but since

werewolf pups grow so quickly, they should know if it’s a boy or a girl in the next few weeks. I’m so
excited for them. It’s a bonus for Kas and I, we get to be an Aunt and Uncle. The thought of Kas having



a baby isn’t even fathomable at that moment, but someday when we’re both ready, we would make that
a reality.

“So in other news, ” Milo says, clearing his throat as he changes to a more serious tone, “Reggie and I
are closer to finding out how Connors got on your flight.“

My interest is piqued. I lean forward, paying closer attention.

“Apparently, Mitch got a call around eleven p.m. from a man claiming to be your new assistant telling
him you had canceled your flight to France. He says there is no way his mate is pregnant. He just met
her two months ago and they are not at that point in their relationship.“

He pulls out his phone and starts to flip through some notes, “The substitute pilot, Joe Morris, which is
obviously not his real name, arrived at the airport

around three a.in. to do all his preflight checks. He had MasonCo credentials, so they let him past
airport security with no question. Ashley is working on how he got the

badge. She said there was a Joseph Morris working at MasonCo but he retired last year. ”

”Hmm, maybe it was the name that seemed familiar then, not the face? But I swear, there was
something about him that was familiar. I have seen him somewhere before,” I scratch my chin recalling
the man’s features.

”There was a security camera that caught Connors getting out of the car with him near the back gate
where the rest of the flight staff park. We are still trying to track down his real identity, but we have
some good leads.

Reggie has one of his specialists on it.”

”Milo it just occurred to me, but what happened to Connors corpse after I locked him in that cell?”



”You did a number on him, man. There was practically nothing left of his skull. Since his face was
unidentifiable

, our clean up crew took his body to a human morgue. Not our problem anymore.”

”Good f*cking riddance, ” I cross my arms across my chest. I feel a perverse sense of satisfaction
knowing his death was at my hands. Saint would be proud if that had turned out to be one of my final
moments.


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