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.

 

| can't stop bad things from happening,” she says with a choked breath. "Aww, Baby. Hey, you can't blame yourself. No one died, no one was seriously injured," | put her down and use my fingertips to lift her chin

 

it a secret if it happens again though." "| promise," she swears to me. | put my arm around

 

kkk

 

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 liquids along the walls while the pack was at the solstice

 

but none of them ever make it. All four scheduled vacation two weeks prior. They are gone. All of their clothes, personal belongings, all

 

blood is boiling. Since Saint had returned and finally started talking 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

 

started on construction planning

 

has something to

 

of Silver Moon

 

"The whiskey."

 

“Care to elaborate, Bronx?

 

told you | promised Kas | wouldn't

 

vodka instead. How could | forget

 

was poisoned and she knew there was going

 

tell you?!” His voice

 

| growl in

 

he sits back

 

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