Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 32

We spend all day in the cottage in the woods, mostly with no clothes on. While, yes, it intensifies our physical connection, our emotional connection is beyond anything either of us could have ever imagined. I can't even imagine how much more intense things will be when I am finally able to mark her.

 

It's Saturday evening and we are laying in bed with our bodies intertwined. I'm playing with a lock of her hair while she nuzzles my neck. “Kas, do you think things will change when you come home or will we still be this close? Because when you first came here and I had to go home alone, I felt like the world was going to end. Nothing made me happy. Saint wouldn't even talk to me.

 

“But last time when I went home, it was like I was completely energized and ready to get back to normal. I mean, I missed you like crazy, but I had hope in my heart. And now? I feel like I could go home and could take on the world. Once you're back, I'm going to be unstoppable," I explain as I continue to play with her hair, running my fingers through her scalp.

 

“It's just going to keep getting better, Sweetheart. Let's freshen up and get dressed. I'll make you dinner and explain the things I have been learning about," she assures me with a kiss on my marking spot, sending shivers down my spine.

 

"T don't understand why we have to wait to mark our mate. She clearly wants to mark us," Saint huffs.

 

"Saint, we told Lady Camille we will wait. Our word is our bond," I argue.

 

"Damn you and your morals," he snarls back before going to the back of my mind.

 

I let Kas get a shower first, then I take my turn. I'm certain if we get a shower together, dinner would never happen. When I get to the kitchen, she's almost done chopping vegetables.

 

“Hi Baby, what's for dinner? Can I help with anything?" I ask, looking over her shoulder. She may have grown two inches, but she still only comes up to the middle of my chest. I avoid the temptation of resting my chin on the top of her head but the thought of it makes me smile inside.

 

“Shepherd's pie. I don't need help but thank you. Just have a seat," she uses the knife to point at a stool by the counter. I pull the stool next to her and sit down making us about the same height. '

 

“Sounds delicious, Baby. So, spill. What have you been learning about?" I ask. I put my elbow on the counter and put my chin in my hand.

 

Kas tells me how the coven has leveraged her abilities and taught her how to use meditation and past life regression to help her get in touch with the significant experiences of her spirit's previous lives, good and bad. She's aware of the experiences but she doesn't have an emotional connection to them. She explains it like remembering scenes froma television show or movie.

 

be moving forward.

 

glad she is getting to know more about herself, but

 

rub her shoulders, but she sees right through

me. What's wrong, Bronx?" she asks with

 

if the things I know

few months ago. So, like, I don't know. Do I even exist in this timeline

 

chest as I slump forward

 

Bronx," she comes to the stool and stands between my legs, wrapping her arms around my neck, "Why do

 

suddenly feeling very unimportant. Not something I'm used to and call me selfish but I have to say, I don't like it. “Well, yeah, but it's deeper than

 

understand the physical connection but I get

 

you mean by our connection? Our mate bond?" I feel my brows knit as I speak. "Yes, our mate bond is part of that, but it is bigger and deeper than that. It has to do with

 

may as well be speaking Mandarin. I'm trying not to get frustrated but I can't help it. Patience is not my strong suit. She can see that it doesn't

 

and hands it

“Okay?”

 

us as individuals. Each layer is a part of our spirit, only one of those layers

 

about the rest

 

things. Attitude, behaviors, how you react to situations, your morals. Things

 

“Alright, keep going.”

 

half. She holds up the halves that don't have roots," This is the part of our lives that hasn't

 

onion. I chop my onion while she chops hers. It doesn't take

 

smell?" she asks with a

 

manage to

 

of my onion is not as strong. But watch what happens when I put the two

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