Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 58

Bronx’s POV

 

| find the fire chief in front of the packhouse, “ Chief Prost, any idea what happened here?” “Well, we have to investigate further, but it looks like arson. The areas that were damaged the most are way too isolated for it to have been faulty wiring or a candle. As soon as we have more info, | will let you know, Alpha.” +

 

“Thank you, Sir,” | pat him on the shoulder and move on.

 

Reggie and | go around checking on everyone still milling around. Most people are scared but not hurt. A few people have minor burns. We send them to the medical tent so Kas and the doctors can heal them. | look over to see Milo and Lenora sitting on the back ledge of a fire truck, they are giving Lenora oxygen to be on the safe side. Whatever Kas did to heal Milo seems to have done the trick because he isn't even coughing like everyone else. «

 

We watch as people make their way down the road to the old packhouse. The firefighters finally start wrapping up hoses and putting equipment away. When I'm sure we are the only people left, | look up at the packhouse; the entire right-hand side is a literal shell of what it was. The left side is blackend and charred.

 

Kas finally comes over and puts her arm around me. | pick her up off her feet and give her a crushing hug.

 

“You helped so many people tonight, Baby. You saved Milo. And James. And me. | don’t know how any of us could ever repay you. Thank you, Baby. Thank you so much,” | kiss her cheek gently.

 

"Bronx, remember before | went to France, and | asked you not to drink whiskey?"

 

"Yeah Baby, you freaked me out that night. When | grabbed your hand, | couldn't feel our connection," | recall how ice cold her hand was and the distant look in her eyes.

 

"When | snapped out of it, the details all faded so fast but now | know, this was it. That vision was what happened tonight," Kas shivers as tears start to run down her face. The sun is starting to rise behind the packhouse. It looks eerily beautiful.

 

blame yourself. No one died, no one was seriously injured," | put her down and use my fingertips to lift

 

it a secret if it happens again though."

 

kkk

 

in the hallways near electrical outlets are what fueled the fire. By the time he provides his report, we already know who the offenders are. Our security footage from the packhouse hallways are saved to MasonCo servers. They show four of our omegas pouring measured amounts of

 

collect them to be brought in for questioning but none of them ever make it. All four scheduled vacation two weeks prior. They are gone. All of their clothes, personal belongings, all of it gone. It was

 

to me again, his temper has been out of control. | feel him just under the surface trying to push forward and it takes all my control to keep him there. It is exhausting, day after day. "Reggie, you're leading the packhouse rebuild. Milo, full security checks for every contractor, employee, resident, every damn butterfly that steps onto the worksite or the old packhouse all day, every day.

 

Alpha,” they reply in

 

on construction planning right now,” Reggie bows

 

to

 

the Alpha of Silver Moon now?

 

"The whiskey."

 

he says blankly, “Care to elaborate, Bronx?

 

you remember when | told you | promised Kas

 

vodka instead. How could

 

She knew the whiskey was poisoned and she knew

 

you?!” His voice sounds a little

 

Milo," | growl in

 

he sits

 

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