Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Bronx's POV

For the first time in months, Saint is at peace. Quiet and settled. It’s a relief to not have to constantly be battling him for control. Not being influenced by his rage.

After speaking with my therapist and several doctors, I decide to willingly stay in the hospital wing for a week for intensive treatment and to start medication to keep him stable. Kas has forgiven me. She is still upset with Saint, but she still loves him. She is willing to work on rebuilding their relationship. I don't know how she does it, but I can feel she genuinely means it. It’s going to take a lot longer for me to forgive myself.

Kas comes every morning for a therapy session with me. She brings homemade croissants and coffee with her. She holds my hand and listens intently at my darkest secrets. Things that I would never imagine telling her before.

Things I have done that live in the darkest corners of my soul. She tells me what she needs from me and I tell her what I need from her in return. Honest open conversations.

The last day, the doctor gives me several prescriptions that I will need to take every day and has me make follow up appointments. Then she lets me leave early so I can surprise Kas and have breakfast with her. I collect my things and head up to the apartment. Marco is at the end of the hallway. I walk past the door and approach him. “Marco, thank you and I’m sorry. Kas wouldn't be here today if it wasn’t for you. I know I[ have a lot of work to do to win back your trust. I assure you, you will never be put in that position again,” I say as I shake his hand.

“Out of respect, Alpha, there’s a lot I’m going to keep to myself right now. But like I told Gamma Reggie, no thanks needed. The Luna is my priority. I take that seriously. I'm just glad I could be there when she needed me the most.” I give him a salute, then turn back to my apartment. It is only six-thirty in the morning. All the lights are still out. My little mate rarely gets out of bed before seven a.m.I drop my bag by the door and head into the bedroom. Kas is sleeping on top of the regular bedding but under her old green and gray striped blanket.

I sit on the edge of the bed and admire her. Her fresh rain and lilac scent is stronger than ever. Her sparkly silver hair shines in the morning light that is starting to peek through the window. She looks so peaceful. I still feel like a shithead for letting Saint take over and lose control. How could I ever want to hurt this beautiful woman? :‘

her ear. Her

sleepily before she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down toward her. “I love you, Kas. I love you so

she whispers back. Her soft lips kiss my neck, making

the eye, “Kas, after everything you-” “Stop it, Bronx,”

of my pants. I look down to see she is only wearing one of my t- shirts. I lift it gently above her head and toss it on the floor. I use my hands to support her head as I kiss her neck, down to her breasts, and start sucking and nibbling. I hear her let out a little moan as she grips the hair on the back of

yanks on my waistband again. I stand up and let my clothes fall to the floor. I look over her beautiful body laying fully exposed to me on the bed. Her eyes look me up and

hands to caress her. From her calves up to the outer part of her thighs, I brush my fingers lightly against her soft skin, making her shiver with a little giggle. I

inside of her thighs working my way up to her dripping pussy. I lick around her folds as I slowly push a finger inside her and start moving it slowly in and out. Kas hisses then moans

so good,”

Kas’s legs start to pull together as her orgasm builds, I move my free arm under her leg and pull her by the hips so she can’t escape my face against her as she wraps her legs around my head. Her moans intensify while I dart my tongue in and out of her core, lapping her delicious juices and suck and blow gently

shoulders, with little whines of desire. I slowly work my way up her belly, kissing around her stomach and ribs,

I use the juices from my fingers to lube my hard cock. She brings a hand down and places it over mine, helping me spread

want me,” I look her in the eye. I'm not sure what I really expect her to say at this moment, but I just need reassurance that I'm

her hands on both sides of my face as her eyes shine with tears threatening to spill over, “I love you and

even been home an hour and