Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Kas's POV

An hour later, we are standing at the gates to the coven's realm. Henri is there with blacked -out SUVs to transport us. We don't stop at Lune D'or, but we do stop at a small café in the quaint little human town where the airport is while we wait for our flight time. | am not very hungry, so | only have a small plate of cheeses and meats.

At first, Bronx insists | sit on his lap, but he keeps getting pulled away by phone calls, so | sit next to Delilah. | watch my mate pacing and smoking outside the big window on the sidewalk, which reminds me that Marco has my phone. | don't expect any calls or messages. Everyone who has the number knew | was unavailable.

| power up the phone and wait a minute as it connects with wifi. Notifications started to ping...dozens of them. Soon my phone is flooded with notifications. | open my texts to find that Bronx messaged me every day. Things to the effect of how much he cares about me and misses me, updates on things going on with the pack, and even some more private ones describing positions he wants to try when | get home. | feel the heat as my face blushes reading his ideas.

| look up at him pacing on his phone. I'm so in love with him. He glances over at me and sees the phone in my hands. | give him a little wave, he turns away as his face turns pink. 2

It's finally time to board the jet. The energy of our group is upbeat but mellow from exhaustion at the same time. We can't stop talking about seeing our friends and eating pizza. James and Marco are dying for a beer. Milo can't wait to see Lenora even though it has only been a couple days. He insists she has important matters to discuss with me, but won't tell me what.

After a couple of hours, Bronx and | start to get sleepy. He leads me to the back part of the plane where there's a little room with a bed. Exhaustion hits us both hard and we quickly fall asleep.

| wake up to find our bodies tangled together. | lean forward and kiss his stubbly chin. He stirs a little but doesn't open his eyes.

"Baby, | had such a good dream,” he murmurs. I'm pretty sure he's talking in his sleep.

"Oh? What was it about?" | ask, just in case he is actually awake.

"You said you would-", the rest of the sentence was garbled babble. He starts snoring lightly before | could ask him to repeat it. | giggle and shake my head.

longer, but

I'm going to sit with Delilah, okay?" "Mmhmm," He untangles

in James's lap. He has his arms wrapped lovingly around her. He

who has the reading light on, focused intently on a magazine

Luna. How are you feeling?" He asks, setting the

asking," | point to his magazine, "Do you like to cook, Marco?

with surprise, "I figured you just made kick-ass sympathy

and shake my

going to have a mate someday

is to his family, "You know, maybe | can convince Mrs. Miller to let me teach some cooking lessons in the packhouse kitchen. If you

Luna? That would be awesome!"

my pack. Especially you and James. Now show

through the magazine, pointing out our favorite recipes until the steward comes in and tells us we will be landing soon. | wake Bronx up and

| was the last time

he leans in and kisses my cheek gently. His coffee and dark

standing outside in the snow. Some in wolf form howling

are standing on the front steps. Lenroa runs up to Milo and gives him a death grip

again, Bronx," Lenora scolds her brother. | swear | see tears starting

| didn't mean to scare you," he says as he holds her hand. He gives her a peck on the cheek which seems to be enough for