Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Daughters of the Moon Goddess – Prologue Kas’s POV 

“Are you sure about this?” my wolf Elexis asks when the timer on the oven goes off.

“Absolutely,” I say confidently, “I refuse to be a prisoner in our own home, Lex.”

I pull the cupcakes out of the oven. Carrot cake caramel – I’ve been experimenting to perfect the recipe for my bakery for weeks so we can add it to the fall menu. The little browned mounds of cake finally look perfect and smell like heaven. I set them on the cooling rack and make a few notes in my notebook before I go get a shower.

I choose my outfit carefully, a loose, casual dress I can quickly remove with slip-on shoes. Once I’m changed, I check myself in the mirror. I don’t look out of place. People won’t notice anything strange. Satisfied with what I see, I go back to the kitchen and put a thick layer of cinnamon cream cheese icing on the cupcakes. I add orange and gold sprinkles for effect.

Sunday is usually my lazy day. It’s the day my mate Bronx and I stay in the apartment. We do that so my guards can have the day off and so he and I get to spend time together, but since m y birthday a little over a month ago, Bronx has decided he has more important things to do than spend time with me. 2

What important things, you ask? Who knows? He won’t tell me. He just says he needs time

alone with the guys. Which guys, you ask? Who knows? He won’t tell me that either. For the past five weeks, he leaves on Sunday morning and doesn’t come back until after dinner as if it were no big deal. 1

Sorry, I’m being rude. I should introduce myself before I complain too much about my life. My name is Kas Mason. I have been the Luna Regent of the Blood River werewolf pack in Montana for a little over a year now.

Bronx hasn’t really been treating me like a Luna lately though, more like an afterthought and I am getting pretty sick of it. I tried to talk to him about it. I really did, but he brushed me off. H e just rolled his eyes at me and walked away, muttering something about always nagging at him.

Not only has he been leaving me alone on the one day of the week we get to spend together, he has also put a substitute guard on duty outside the apartment door. And on top of all that, the guard has orders: I’m not allowed to leave the apartment unsupervised. If I leave, the guard needs to tell Bronx where I am headed.

It’s such bullshit. It’s not like I’m a child. I don’t even need a guard anymore. I mean, I used t o, but I’m much stronger now than when the guards were first assigned to protect me.

What does Bronx really think is going to happen while I’m in our apartment inside the packhouse, anyway? It’s not that I don’t like Tyree. He is a great guard and a fearsome warrior,

but it’s just stupid that he needs to be out there when Bronx should be in here with me

I smooth my clothes and open the apartment door.

“Is everything alright, Luna?” Tyree asks with a concerned look on his face.

“Oh yeah, no problem, Tyree,” I smile innocently at him, “I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to try another cupcake? Be my taste tester since the Alpha isn’t here? I think I have perfected the recipe this time.”

“Of course, Luna,” his dark eyes brighten at the offer of food as he smiles back.

“Great! You always give the best critiques of my baking.” I hand him a plate with three cupcakes on it, “Dig in! I just want to grab my notebook so I can write down your feedback.”

“I’m happy I can help. Thank you so much, Luna,” he nods, raising the cupcake toward me like a beer mug

I open the apartment door just as he takes a big bite of the little cake. I let energy build in my hand, making a slight violet aura form around it, and curl my fingers into a fist. Everything around me becomes deathly still. I look back to see Tyree frozen in time, mid-bite.

Perfect. I have half an hour before the effect wears off.

more than half a n hour. If it’s a large group of people, I can only hold it for about five minutes before my energy fades.

before anyone can see me. As I race to the wood line, I pull my clothes off so I don’t waste time. I pile them under

black fur and bolts deep

what are you going to do if you find

worry about it. That’s between me and Bronx,” I

a sing-song tone, “Oh! I caught

to the tree line of the Blood River and there he is, hanging out with his buddies. He is laughing, smoking, and drinking beer like he doesn’t have a care in the world. I try to swallow my anger, but now

I’m not sure what’s going on with him lately, but sneaking out to drink and smoke, that’s just wrong,” she snarls, “I thought for sure he was hunting rogues

“Shift, Lex.”

have any clothes. Those

don’t care. I want to talk to

don’t say anything you’ll regret,” she says with a worried tone in

of the woods, naked as the day I was born, and make a

and turns to face me with

eye goes black, showing his wolf, Saint, is at the surface when he sees I have no clothes on. He stands up and strides toward me. His surprise turns to anger as he tries to block my body from the

they realize I’m not trying to hide myself. It’s one thing for other wolves to see you right before and after you shift, but standing around with no clothes o n is a different story. Wolves have a tendency to get protective when their mates naked, so covering yourself up as soon as possible is usually proper etiquette. Saint pulls the

Saint’s deep raspy voice growls from Bronx’s mouth as he grabs me by the upper arm and pulls me roughly toward the tree line. His claws are

one asking you that, Saint! And don’t grab me like that! You’re hurting me!”I growl dangerously at him, yanking my arm away. I can feel the purple aura starting to

he crosses his arms and stares me

the Hell are you doing? Let me talk to

doing. Why isn’t Tyree watching

cross my arms, glaring at him, and snarl back sarcastically,

flicker back to green as Bronx takes control back from his wolf. “Kas, you need t o leave right now. Don’t make

He is letting Saint control him and treat me like that? I can’t believe this man or his

to escort me because you should b e AT HOME, not out here smoking and

GO HOME,” he roars in his

out of here. Please. It’s not worth arguing with him when he’s clearly been drinking. We can deal with him

take his shirt off and throw it at him

up to my apartment. Tyree is still frozen in place, mid cupcake bite. I grab my notepad from the apartment and

cinnamon in the frosting really makes it perfect.” Tyree

“Well, you can keep the rest. I’ll be inside if you need

again, Luna,” he dutifully responds, “I’ll be

down my anger so they won’t sense it. They already know how unhappy I’ve been with Bronx lately. They always tell me to come to them

wrong?” I hear them respond almost in

let you know I figured out a new strategy. I need

Bronx’s POV

to spy on us,” Saint growls in my mind as we watch Lex run

wolf. I can feel his emotions influencing me, making me annoyed with our mate. He’s been doing that a lot lately, and I have been letting him. It’s easier

that!” Saint’s anger grows, making me feel