Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 10

Bronx's POV

 

After about fifteen minutes of failed attempts to try to convince Kas to come out from under the bed, I call Lenora and a nurse to help coax her out. I go to my room to shower and change while they do that.

 

Lenora meets me out in the hallway before I can go back into Kas’s suite.

 

“Is she alright?” I ask, searching Lenora’s eyes for the truth.

 

“Yeah, but that whole thing exhausted her. She is back in bed sleeping,” she admits, shoving her hands in her pockets.

 

"Bronx, I know I told you to be here and be with Kas, but maybe you should go get some sleep yourself," She looks at me sympathetically, "I cant believe you were so distracted that she was able to break your nose. You have to take care of yourself if you're going to take care of her."

 

I sigh in frustration and rub my hands over my face,  “I’m fine, Lenora.”

 

"No. You’re not fine. An eighty pound she-wolf just broke Bronx Mason’s nose. Does that sound fine to you?,” her tone is forceful, “I'll stay here for a few hours. You go get sleep and get your head straight.”

 

"Fine. But if anything else happens to her, Leni-"

 

"It won't. Now get the Hell out of here. Go get some sleep. You look like shit."

 

I go back to my room and lay down. I take off my eye patch and rub my hands over my face again.

 

"Do you think our mate will be okay?" Saint whimpers.

 

"I hope so, buddy. I hope so. I haven't even had a proper conversation with her and I just want to spend every moment with her."

 

"Yeah. What are the chances the Moon Goddess would mate us with someone else who has scars?" he muses.

 

 

 

my fingers on the place

 

 

 

not tired, Bronx. Let me out. I wanna go for

 

a good idea. Mind if

 

"The more the merrier."

 

***

 

lockbox at the edge of the woods, and sit on the river bank. The river has

 

for me,

 

Lenora, the

 

that's it. She was a slave. She didn't even want to be referred to as an omega, according to Lenora. Silver Moon's doctor said she has no

 

about her mistreatment

 

to trust, there wasn't a single wolf in the pack that the Elders spoke to who had not either hit

 

her scars are intense," Milo says quietly after

 

are thick and raised up like big bumps. Usually only humans get them. They said it's because that fucker used wolfsbane on whatever he was whipping her with and it made it more difficult to heal. Imagine how damn strong you have to be to go through abuse like that and live. She was just a kid. She didn't have anyone, not even her wolf

 

be right by your side for this as well," Reggie claps his hand on

 

I

 

longer, taking in nature while

 

to add more pressure but you need to talk to the Elders. Find out what to do if she isn't well enough to become Luna. You only have nine months left," Milo

 

we can get her out of her current state first. I don't know anything about her, only that she is

 

and putting up with your dumb ass, Bronxy," Milo says with a smirk, breaking the serious

 

you, Milo," I smirk

 

while longer before we all

 

quick shower and go directly

 

report, Alpha," Lenora stands

 

at my tiny sleeping mate. Why does she have to be so tiny and fragile? It makes

 

whimpering a bit in her sleep," Lenora puts her hand on my forearm, "Bronx, you should lay down with her. Having her mate next to her will help calm her down. Trust me. Milo and I are most content when we

 

few things to know about me, I'm twenty-four years old. I run the largest werewolf pack in all of North America. In the olden days, I would've been considered the king of the northwestern United States and southern Canadian regions. Nowadays, I'm called an 'Alpha Regent', which means I'm responsible for all the smaller packs in my region. We haven't been in a monarchy for centuries. Each pack has an Alpha and Luna who enforce the laws for their pack. If there's a problem, I

 

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