Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 50

Lenora stands and unlocks the apartment door. James is pacing the hall and rushes inside as soon as he is allowed entry.

 

“My Love!" he exclaims when he sees Delilah bundled up on the sofa. He kneels down and caresses her face, giving her little kisses. “Oh, Puppy. Don't worry. I'm okay," she smiles as he comes to her side.

 

“James, you can take her wrapped in the blanket so she won't get cold. | will get it back some other time," | offer.

 

"It's alright, Luna. My truck is out front,” he carefully unwraps his mate from her cocoon and hands the blanket to me before picking her up bridal style. Lenora drapes his coat over her.

 

“Delilah, | will come see you tomorrow if you're feeling better,” | tell her.

 

“Thank you, Kas," she says sleepily, leaning into James’ chest. James gingerly walks out of the apartment so he can take his mate home and care for her. | pang of guilt strikes my heart. | am not able to heal Delilah because she is not a werewolf. She is a powerful witch, but what she did for me this evening took so much out of her. | have to find a way to make it up to her.

 

"Did you hear that?" Lenora asked with a smirk as soon as they're gone.

 

"Hear what?" | ask, looking at her with confusion.

 

"Delilah calls James 'Puppy’,” Lenora giggles at the thought of big burly James being called a puppy.

 

| collect myself | turn to Lenora, "Okay, no more

 

“Hospital wing.”

 

wing?! What happened?" Worry starts to build in my chest.

 

sighs,

 

or can't?" I'm not sure how | know to ask

 

you can help

 

walk briskly down to the hospital wing. | realize, | wrapped my blanket around me

 

wolf, but for some reason, he doesn't seem to be able to

healthy, albeit a little irritable. But that isn't unusual for our Alpha," the doctor explains to us as we walk down the hall. We stop in front of a

 

uncomfortable to ask, but | understand you had training for your healer abilities

 

awkward, Doctor. Thank

 

is in that he won't allow Bronx to come forward...or if it

 

The room is dimly lit. Saint's hulking form is on alow kennel cot. He lifts his head as | come in and looks at me sleepily with his single vibrant green eye. His tail thumps against the cot and he starts to whine with a yawn when he sees me approach. Joy fills my heart at the sight of him. Mate's don't usually spend time together in opposite forms, but seeing him in front of me reminds me that | love him just as much as Bronx. ; “Hi Saint," | whisper soothingly, "The doctor said maybe you're

 

Sweetheart, let me come to you," | assure him and step over

 

the cot, allowing me to crawl onto it with him. | lean against his big barreled

 

Bronx," | murmur as |

 

the cheek before wrapping his giant body around me, effectively wrapping me into a white wolf cocoon. His face is leaning up against mine as | run my fingers through his soft coat and nuzzle my face on the

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