Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 19

Musu's POV

When Lenora got a mind link that there was an emergency on the fifth floor, she ordered me to stay in her office. As soon as the door closed behind her, it seemed like the world turned deathly silent. I tried to mind link Marco, but he had a block up to avoid interruption. Something really serious must be happening

I try to focus on work again, but after about half an hour, I can't concentrate anymore. I get up and start pacing around the room, picking up nicknacks, setting them back down, and straightening furniture as I wander back and forth. When that doesn't calm me, I adjust piles of paper, flip channels on the television, refresh the browser on my laptop. Nothing seems to hold my attention. When I finally sit back down on the loveseat, a couple twists of hair fall into my face. I blow them out of the way with a strong puff of air in my mouth, but they fall back into the same place. I don't know how it even fell out of my head wrap. Which reminds me, I need to make an appointment at the salon. I look at my wristwatch. It's only been ten minutes. I pick up my cell phone and call my mother, but she doesn't answer. I give a frustrated sigh and look at my watch again. It is late in France. She must be asleep. I toss the phone to the side and lean back on the little sofa, resigned to the fact that I just need to be patient, patting my hands on the tops of my legs.

It doesn't take long with my head leaning back that I start to feel exhausted. The stress of the last couple of weeks has taken a toll on me. I close my eyes and take a couple of deep breaths. A moment later, I feel a hand on mine. Warm sparks flow from the contact. My eyes snap open and I suddenly sit up straight to find Marco kneeling in front of me.

"Mi Corazón, I'm sorry I left you alone for so long. Beta Lenora is sending you and me home for the day,” he says mournfully.

“Marco, Mon Loup, what's wrong? What happened?” I take his distressed face in my hands.

"Let's go home, Musu. I-I just can't...I-It's just too much. Please, let's get outta here,” he shakes his head like he is in denial or something.

“Alright, let me drive. I think you need me to take care of you today, not the other way around,” I stand up, take his hand, and lead him out of the office.

When we get to the house, he tells me he'll be inside soon. He just wants a few minutes of fresh air. I go in and set the kettle on the stove so I can make tea. I watch from the window as he leans his elbows on the railing and puts his face in his hands.

have never seen him struggle like this, and I'm not sure how to help. I need him to at least tell me

know you like your tea, Musu, but let's go for a run with our mate,” Mercy suggests in my mind, “You can

I'm willing to do anything,” I shake my head, still looking

him as much as he needs to

sigh, “Yes, you're right

turn off the stove and step

around his waist from behind, “It will make both of us feel better. We can spill secrets when we get home. I'll even order pizza so you don't have to

slight chuckle in his chest, “You must have read my mind, mi belleza de ébano,

faces the woods and shift. We both enjoy the feeling of our wolves running freely through the woods, but we shut down our links to give Mercy and

few hours, we make it back to the house and shift back to human form. I reach for my clothes out of the basket

time together. How 'bout you and I do the same. I can't think of anything I want more, than to be distracted from today by the sparks

am I to say no," I wrap my arms around his neck and give

slide down my ass and grab the backs of my thighs. He easily lifts me up, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist while he carries

to the bedroom, he stops in the kitchen and sets me down on the counter. He uses his hands to massage my inner thighs, working his way up between my legs. His kisses move from my marking spot down to my breasts. I try to watch him as he takes one of my nipples into his mouth, alternating between sucking on it and giving

His fingers press against me, teasing and gently massaging my clit as the pleasure builds. Another moan escapes me when I feel one finger slowly slide inside, moving in and out in a calm, patient pace, followed by a second finger. My hips move against him on their own accord. He looks up at me with my nipple between his teeth and

deepens as he grips my hair tightly and presses his mouth against mine. I give an excited growl when I bite his lip to get him to open