Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Kas's POV

Tomorrow is the big day! I'm finally going home. Oh, my Goddess! Thinking about being able to sleep

snuggle up to Bronx every night, being able to get into a routine with the pack, and continuing to hone

my abilities, it all sounds perfect. For the first time in my life, | am truly looking forward to my future. |

have hope in my heart. Lex is excited because she will have more opportunities to run on the Blood

River pack territory. She is looking forward to the additional freedom. | can't blame her. As she has

become stronger, she has more energy to burn. Some days | feel like | am vibrating from the inside out

because she has trouble containing her energy.

I'm also really excited that Delilah and James get to stay together. They are so in love. Itis adorable to

watch them together. Who knew such a ferocious warrior could turn into such a mushy little pup when

he is around his mate? She is going to fit in perfectly with the pack.

Marco has been a trooper throughout this whole time. Sometimes | see him looking really glum when

he doesn't realize anyone is looking. He and | become closer. | genuinely consider him my friend now,

not just my guard. | do my best to joke around or bake for him, get his mind off of things, but | know

what it feels like to be lonely. It's a bottomless pit that you just keep falling

down. There is no getting out of it unless someone throws you a rope and you catch it. I've decided I'm

going to ask Bronx if we can give them both an extended vacation or a bonus or both. | don't know if it

is appropriate or not, but | feel like they have sacrificed so much to be here to protect me, | can't just

turn a blind eye. | want to show them my appreciation.

Lady Camille and the sisters of the coven have been so kind and generous. | know | have friends for

life here. They have taught me so much about myself, how to let go of all the shitty things that have

happened and hold on to the good. | don't know what! cando to show them my thanks, but | make a

mental note to ask Delilah as soon as we get home and she's settled in.

They've taught me how to control my abilities, to not be ashamed of my own physical form, and to

appreciate my spirit. My healer abilities still fascinate me. | still need to practice a lot to fully control it,

but | find it beautiful to be able to cure someone or take away their pain. | can't wait to use them in real

life. Also, | have a deeper connection to my mate. | can remember lifetimes of being with him and the

closer our connection the more he will remember too. | have not had any premonitions while I've been

here, but | promise Lady Camille if it happens, | will have Bronx bring me back right away.

One of the things the sisters have not taught me is fighting skills. They are pacifists and don’t believe in

violence. James and Milo both agree | should at least know how to defend myself. We get permission

from Lady Camille to at least practice blocking and escaping holds. She agreed, so in our free time, we

practice basic moves. Just a few blocks and how to escape holds. We make sure we are still respectful

of the sisters’ beliefs but still learning. :

| have a few last things to pack but | keep getting distracted by daydreams of being home and about

the future.

Out of nowhere, a distinct tug pulls in my heart. Oww! :

"Lex, did you feel that?” | rub my chest from the sensation.

"Uh, yeah. Are you having a heart attack? You're only seventeen. You can't have a heart attack. Can

you?" she asks, concerned about me.

“No, | feel like I'm fine, but something is wrong. | know that doesn't make sense," | feel my brows knit

as the sharp pain turns

into a dull thud.

"Uh oh."

"What, uh oh? No uh ohs, Lex."

"What if something happened to our mate, and we are feeling it because of our connection?"

"Uh oh."

“But we're not marked. | thought that only happens to mates who are marked?”

“You and Bronx are not regular werewolves, Kas," she warns.

Panic quickly tries to burrow its way into my chest. | bolt out of the room to find help. Marco is standing

in the hall, on duty. | grab him by the hand and start pulling on him. | can feel tears starting to sting my

eyes, " Come on, Marco! We need to find Lady Camille. Do you have your cell phone? We need to call

Bronx right away.”

He runs with me, trailing back by a step, " Luna, | don't understand? What happened? The Alpha

should be arriving in any minute.” | come to a sliding stop in the front sitting room. Lady Camille is

sitting with two young witches having tea.

“Lady Camille," | cry out, "Please give Marco access to use his phone to call Alpha Bronx. Please!”

“Luna lokaste, what's wrong, child?" she stares at me with disbelief and worry on her face.

“| felt something through my connection with my mate. Something's wrong. | can't tell what, | can just

feel it,” | feel the tears threatening to spill over.

Lady Camille looks at me trying to search for something, I'm not sure what.

“Very well. Go ahead, Marco. Your phone should work now," she motions to him calmly.

Marco pulls his cell phone from his pocket, dials, and puts it on speaker. The call goes straight to

Bronx's voicemail.

“He must still be on the plane," Marco shakes his head trying to justify.

“No! No! Please call Beta Milo,” the panic that has burrowed itself in my chest was now coming through

in my voice. | need to calm down and think rationally, but there's no way that's going to happen until |

know Bronx is safe.

Marco dials the phone again.

“Marco? Is that you?" | hear Milo's deep voice on the other end.

“Milo! When did Bronx leave for France?" | cry into the phone, completely cutting Marco out. The panic

has pushed the tears out of my eyes and | can't stop them from flowing now, “He's not here yet! His

phone went right to voicemail.”

“Hey there Little Sister! | think the jet was supposed to take off around five-thirty this morning. Let me

check with Carly. Give me just a second. It's going to be okay. We will get this figured out,” He

reassures me when he hears my tone.

Marco gently takes my hand, "See, Luna, it's going to be okay. Beta Milo has it under control," | try to

smile at him, but all | have is panic and tears right now.

| feel like Milo put us on hold forever. Marco must have mind-linked James because he and Delilah

come into the sitting room. Delilah takes my other hand, to try to comfort me. Marco lets my hand go

and pulls James to the side, speaking to him in a hushed tone. “Yeah, Carly says he took off at five

thirty-five this morning. He should have landed, like, six hours ago. Maybe he doesn't have good

reception on the way to the coven? Give it another hour, Kas. He will be there soon.”

| don't know how else to explain it except to say that Lex snapped. | feel my skin turn itchy and hot.

With out warning, my

consciousness get yanked back in my mind. “Lex! Stop! We can't shift right now!" | fight against her. |

pull on her as hard as | could, fighting for control.

“NO GHOST! YOUR ALPHA IS IN TROUBLE. FIND HIM NOW!" her voice booms into the phone,

speaking directly to Milo's wolf The walls of the coven house rattle as her voice thunders in its ethereal

tone.

“Y-yes, Luna," his voice suddenly becomes very small, "Marco, | will call you back in ten minutes. |

need to get people into the office, so we can figure out what's going on.”

The line disconnects and | am thrust back into control of my body. | hold my hands tomy mouth, "I-I'm

so sorry! Lex took over.” °

It's alright, Luna lokaste, don't forget, she is a wolf after all. She's right to take over if you need her,"

Delilah reassures me while she pats my hand, "Why don't we sit down? A quick meditation will suit us

until Beta Milo calls back, alright?”

| nod and sit on the love seat with her. | look up at Marco and James, | think they are scared of after

Lex's outburst. Panic gives

way to a numbness | haven't felt in months. “Lady Camille, do you think it would work if | try to reach

out to Bronx through our connection? Even if we aren't marked yet?" | ask blankly.

“Well, if you say you have already felt a sensation in your heart, then yes, your connection is strong

enough, Luna lokaste. But be advised, depending on how deep your connection runs, you could

experience the same sensations he is. Good or bad. You need to use caution if you try to reach out to

his spirit.”

| consider her words. If | put myself in danger, Bronx is going to be pissed. But if | don't try to reach out

to him and something happens that could be prevented, | don't know how | will live with myself.

Honestly, | don't know how | will live without Bronx. "Don't think like that, Kas," Lex whines, "You can do

this. | believe in you. You can find him.”

Her determination feeds my confidence. | will find him at all costs.

Just then, Marco's phone rings. | jump out of my seat as he answers it and puts it on speaker.

“Go ahead, Beta. We are all here, | have you on speaker," Marco says.

“Marco, James. Kas is right. The jet didn't land at Agen La Garenne Airport, but there have been no

emergency beacons or reports of crashes. We're working on tracking its location. I'm getting on a plane

with your old team.”

Marco and James give each other a knowing look, then look over at me. It was a mix of remorse,

sympathy, and a hint of fear swirling in their eyes.

Milo continues, "Unfortunately, that means the four of you are going to have to sit tight at the coven

house. If the Alpha is in danger, then so is Kas. We can't let her leave the realm until we find him. Lady

Camille, | apologize for the additional intrusion."

"It is no problem, Beta Milo Burns,” Lady Camille reassures him.

“Marco, James, sorry to do this to you, but get caffeinated, secure the Luna, wait for my call," Milo

continues. His tone is serious as he gives orders.

"Yes, Beta," They say in unison before Marco cuts the line.