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.

her gaze from

jaw drops. | can't comprehend what I'm seeing. Her back is healed from her injuries that | just put salve on last night. Not even redness or swelling left over. Don't get me wrong, the keloid scars are

healed? How?" my mouth is hanging

You're not looking at the

important part? What more could there

closer. I'm afraid if | put any amount of pressure on her skin the illusion will fade and she will be back to

Sherlock Holmes?" | can hear the sarcasm in

yesterday and today. My eyes

No fucking way.

how 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. | turn her around to see they cover the

looking at part

her. Something about the thought of her body covered in tattoos fuels me.

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 her look as happy as I've ever

out again. | know the next thing you are going to ask is

and nods. | take her hand and feel the warmth that has become familiar coming from her. | look down and see our hands glowing. | smile and kiss her hand, "Go get ready. I'll

freshen up for dinner. Delilah is still standing awkwardly, not sure what to do with herself. | almost forgot she

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 my friend. I'm happy | can help." : | make a mental note that she chose not to use Kas's title. She must genuinely care for her to yield that form of

big hug. Tears form in the corner of Mrs. Miller's eyes as she hugs Kas back. Kas makes it a point to say

has a dress that will fit Delilah for Winter Solstice. Looking at her, | would think Lenora

instructions for the food and generously helps James and me set the table, before

James. Did you see how excited those two were to run 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

couple of days," he rubs his hand on the back of his