Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 17

Bronx's POV

As I rush out of the office, I get a text. I look down to see who could possibly interrupt me right now.

Lenora: Code Violet

Shit.

Code Violet means Kas is in a catatonic state. She's having a vision about some sort of traumatic event in her life. I have given orders that no one is to touch her when she has a vision because she could accidentally use her powers on them.

Carly informs the driver that I am headed to the garage and in a hurry. He is ready and waiting for me by the time the elevator opens. I jump in the back of the SUV and call Lenora as he drives.

"Lenora, what's happening?”

“From what we can tell, Kas attacked James on purpose, but she didn't know who she was attacking. Marco says as soon as he entered the apartment and saw Kas with her claws in him, he told her it was James and not an intruder. She stopped immediately and tried to heal him," she explains.

“What do you mean ‘tried to heal him? Don't tell me he died," I feel a pit in my stomach at the thought.

"Well, she started to, and at some point, she fell into a vision. We aren't exactly sure when."

“She started having a vision while she was healing James?"

“Yeah. She was able to heal all of James's physical injuries, but he lost a lot of blood. She went all mannequin before she could finish that part," she pauses before she continues, "His wolf is trying to heal him, but James lost a lot of blood. He is pretty weak. He's in the hospital wing now getting a transfusion. Delilah is down there with him.” 1

"How did you separate James from Kas without touching her?” I wonder out loud.

"We pulled James by his feet until he was out from under Kas. She's still on the floor of your apartment."

"Oh my Goddess. Where are you?”

at your breakfast bar watching her." "Anyone else with

I sent him and Musu home. You're

okay?"

lot. I don't know how he didn't die,” I hear

in there, Leni. I'm on my way. Thank you for being

see you when you get here." There

I order

will attract attention or get us pulled over. The gatehouse guards will be able to stop the paps from following us. Then I can race up to the packhouse,” the driver apologizes without looking away from the road. I look at my watch. We should be on pack territory in less than ten minutes. Then another five or so to get to the pack

I jump

of the way when he sees me racing down the hallway. I throw open the door and get slammed with the powerful scent

she might have been crying, but Lenora never cries. It must be worse

away as I absorb what I'm seeing. My heart suddenly feels like it's in a vice and I'm frozen on the spot. It is a gruesome

wearing. I look closer and realize it's my shirt. Not just my shirt, my favorite shirt. It's the one she wore when she first came here because we

being injured. It must be James's. She's staring blankly at the ground, lips parted slightly. A clearly defined purple aura surrounding her. I step closer, trying to avoid the blood as long as possible. When I reach

doing, dummy? Our mate needs us!” Saint

my suit jacket and roll up the sleeves of my shirt. Then I take off my shoes and socks before I drop to my hands and knees so I can crawl through the puddle to my mate. I feel the partially congealed blood stick to me like a grotesque

"Kas?" I whisper.

this, I mean. I know when I touch her she is going to be cold. I won't feel our sparks. Her scent isn't even distinguishable. The only part of her in the room is her body. Any other part of

here, okay? You can't stay like this,” I don't know if she can hear me or not, but on the off chance that she can, I want her to know I am there taking care of her. I also don't know if she realizes she's covered in blood or if she knows just how badly James is hurt. I have to protect her, even if it's from herself, until she's ready to find out. That's what I was born to do, be Kas's

turns limp like a rag doll as I settle her into my lap. I lift my hand to brush hair out of her face, but it's covered in partially congealed blood so I pull it

I say quietly, “Let's get washed up before we try to snap her out of it. I don't

turns the water on. When I see the steam, I step into the

I hold Kas while Lenora grabs a washcloth and starts cleaning her. She starts with Kas's scarred back and moves to the rest of her body, then finally washes her hair. As Lenora works, I realize she's crying. Other than when Codi was born, I haven't

this is happening for a reason," I try to comfort her, knowing no words could be

of her tears. She continues scrubbing the blood off silently, as if her voice will trigger an avalanche of emotions. My sister prefers her emotions to be shoved deep down inside, where no one can see them. Seeing this side of her is a testament to how much Kas means to her. When she

"You good, Leni?"

Kas is