Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

We talk more about the additional responsibilities | need Milo to cover if he is going to be acting Alpha. Obviously | will be here to support him, but | am going to trust him to do what he believes is right.

As we are talking James sends me a mind link, “Alpha! Delilah just texted me, she needs us back at the apartment. She said it's important. I'm on my way there right now.” ° My heart jumps, "Milo, it's Kas. | gotta go." | sprint out of the room before he has a chance to answer but | feel him on my heels as | run down the hall. James gets to the top of the stairs as we are running past and joins us.

“What's happening, Alpha?” Tyree, Kas's substitute guard asks as | skid to a halt at the apartment door.

“Wait here, Tyree. No one else comes in," | growl as | push open the door.

“Kas! Delilah!" They aren't in the living room. “We're in here, Alpha Bronx,” | hear Delilah's voice from the bedroom. | rush into the bedroom, throwing the door open.

Kas is standing next to Delilah. They both jump with fright as the door bangs against the wall. It takes me a moment to process what | am seeing until Milo and James bump into my back.

| growl comes from deep within my chest and rattles the room. My best friend and my mate's personal guard are standing right behind me looking at my mate. My mate who has no shirt on. Kas quickly covers her breasts with her hands when she realizes | am not the only man standing in our bedroom. Her eyes are wide with embarrassment and she is turning bright red.

“BRONX"" she squeals, trying to turn away to cover herself. Delilah puts her arms out wide and situates herself between Kas and the three men who just burst into the room but it's too late Milo and James have already seen her and my instinct to protect my mate is in overdrive.

“Little Sister! What the Hell?!" Milo says, sounding very uncomfortable.

“Milo, James, you need to get the fuck out before you end up with broken necks," | snarl. | can feel myself shaking in anger.

Even without Saint driving the wolf side of me, | lose sight of the fact that | trust these two men with my life and hers. No other male wolf is going to look at my mate naked. : | hear shuffling behind me and the bedroom door closes.

“Delilah, what's the meaning of this?” My voice booms at the witch, "James said it was important.”

“Y-yes, Alpha. I-I| said it was important. N-not that it was an emergency,” Delilah wimpers. She looks terrified as she gets a small taste of my temper. She is not a wolf, she doesn't know to show her neck to me in submission. “Bronx, calm down, Sweetheart. Delilah didn't do anything wrong. You're overreacting,” Kas scolds, coming out from behind Delilah. She's still holding hands over her chest to cover herself, "We have something to show you!”

“Baby, please put a shirt on," | say, trying to keep eye contact and not let my eyes wander. How did | go from angry to aroused in a single heartbeat? | don't know, but | won't be able to control myself very long if she's walking around with no shirt.

rolls her eyes, "Bronx, look!" She turns around and shows me her back. Delilah shifts her gaze from me to Kas then back to me. Her face is lit up like

back is healed from her injuries that | just put salve on last night. Not even redness or swelling left over. Don't

healed? How?" my mouth is hanging wide

You're not looking at the important part,"

important part?

Hell more could there be? What am | missing?" | reach my hand out and gently touch her back looking closer. I'm afraid if |

Sherlock Holmes?" | can hear

yesterday

No fucking way.

in the Goddess name it happened, but Kas now has my tattoos transferred to her body. They are identical to mine except much more muted in color. They are smaller to fit her little frame and contoured to her scars but they are there.

looking at part of

my eyes off of her. Something about the thought of her body covered in tattoos fuels me. | just want to tear the rest of her clothes

James join us for dinner here in the apartment. Please?" she begs with her sweet little voice. She's so excited she is bouncing on her toes. | look into her eyes. They aresparkling again, making

yourself out again. | know the next thing you are going to ask is if you can cook, but | want you to take it easy,

hand and feel the warmth that has become familiar coming from her. | look down and see our hands glowing. | smile and kiss her hand,

to the bathroom to freshen up for dinner. Delilah is still standing awkwardly, not sure what to do with herself. |

bow slightly to her, "l meant no disrespect. If anything, | should be thanking you for helping make Kas feel better. It is more than just James who is lucky to have you here.” She looks down with a blush on her face, "It’s nothing, Alpha Bronx. Kas is more than my Luna, she is

the same time as our food. Kas greets Mrs. Miller with a big hug. Tears form in the corner of Mrs. Miller's eyes as she hugs Kas back. Kas makes it a

her, | would think Lenora or Ashley would be more suited to loan her clothing, but I'm just glad

for the food and generously helps James and me set the table, before leaving. James seems uncomfortable being in my private residence,

off into the closet? Kas is at least five inches shorter than Delilah, nothing in that closet is going to fit your mate except maybe some socks or hats," | chuckle, "I have a feeling we're going toO get to know each

I've had plenty to drink the past couple of days," he rubs his hand