Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Marco's POV

I'm so proud of my Luna. We've been training her for almost three months and she could, like, seriously be an assassin if she wanted to. She doesn't have a cold heart for that kinda shit though. And no way Alpha Bronx would let her do that kind of work anyway.

Anyway, she’s doing so well now that James and | both get Sundays off as long as she doesn't have to leave the packhouse.

Honestly, even if she did, she can defend herself but ain't no way either of us would let her be put in that position. She does her best to try to stay in on Sundays unless it’s real important. She cares about us like that.

James tags in for his shift around eleven- thirty on Friday night and | head out. My buddies convinced me to go to a strip club that caters to werewolves. I'm not all into that kind of club but there’s only so much COD a guy can take.

The club is loud and smokey. Tyree hooked us up with a VIP booth. Everyone here knows we're Blood River, so they give us a bit of extra space. Three cute girls come over with bottles of liquor. They start pouring shots and pull some of the guys to private rooms.

Tyree and | hang out at the table and catch up on things. Since I've been assigned to the Luna, we haven't been on any security detail together. He works under Beta Milo doing more covert shit. He can only tell me so much about work but he does tell me he found his mate. She lives in another pack and they're working it out so she can move to Blood River.

"That's awesome man!" I clap his shoulder as we both grin.

"Well? What about you? I thought for sure the Latino lover boy would have found his mate by now," He shakes his shoulders at me as he jokes. »°

"I mean, I dated a few girls but nothing serious. I haven't found my true mate yet.

Clash keeps insisting I'll meet her soon but he's been saying it for months now."

“Don’t worry, Marco. You'll find her. The Moon Goddess knows what she’s doing,” he reassures me as a Cute girl with another tray of shots comes over to the table. We party until the club closes and head to our normal all-night dinner for some drunk food before getting a home. All in all, it's a good night.

realm. He says ain't no way he's gonna leave his Luna's side anymore and with as much shit as those two been through, shit, I don't blame him. He's not allowed to come stay in the witches' realm cause Lady Camille thinks it’s too distracting for the Luna, so Lune D'or is as close as he

I register our guns and knives with pack security at the gate, we get to the castle and an omega

drop my bags in my room and head to the hallway outside the Alpha and Luna’s suite. The Luna said she wants to get in a quick nap before she and the Alpha go see Alpha Henri. Based on the look in her eyes, there ain't no sleeping

an hour when I hear people walking down the hall. The palace is round shaped which means the hallways are curved. It makes security a pain, but nothing you can

this, jefe,

bounces off the

best authoritative tone. I put my hand on my gun, but I don’t unholster it. I don’t want to have to use it here, “This is

bring a basket of pastries for the Alpha

is starting to malfunction. 2 The women come around the bend and there she is. An ebony beauty with eyes like dark chocolate, hair in little twists all over her head, and a light blue sundress to set off the beauty of her dark skin. The rest of the world melts away and all there is, is her and me and i

and I stride up to her, pinning her against the wall. I feel Clash take control as he breathes in her scent. : “Mate,” he growls. I try to pull him back, but he’s

her wolf come to the surface too, as she breathes deep, grabbing me by the front of my shirt to pull

screaming, “STOP

commotion behind me, but it might as well have been a thousand miles away. All i can focus on is

I drop my left shoulder and spin to the right. I pull my gun as |

mate safely behind me with the gun aimed inches from the attacker's face before he can

one green eye, growling dangerously in

his fangs are extended as he growls using his Alpha

Goddess, it's Alpha Bronx.

to lower the gun when he swipes it out of my hand, puts the safety back on, and hands it to James. All without breaking eye contact. I look around and see the hallway is full of people, including ranked members from Lune Do'r. I am definitely fucked. | fully bow my head in submission. Alpha Bronx doesn't say another word, he just

Clash howls as he hears more commotion in the

talking and yelling, even with wolf

know French. You know any French? Cause if we a rogue in France, we're gonna need to learn it really fuckin’