Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

“Are you hurt, Baby?” Bronx asks, wiping the blood from my face with his sleeve. 

I shake my head no, but I’m having trouble finding words. I look down and wipe my hands on my dress, the blood drops smear. I can feel tears stinging my eyes as I look at Bronx. Someone killed that man. My mouth opens and closes a couple of times but I can’t seem to form words.

“Francis, please get the Luna in the car. I will tell the police if they need a statement, they need to come to the hotel. I'll get the list of detectives so we can get them cleared through MasonCo before we let anyone up to see her,” I hear Bronx say. I feel Francis gently guiding me.

“Kas, Baby, it's going to be alright. I will be there in just a minute, okay?” Bronx says to me as Francis leads me away into the sedan.

Bronx’s POV

Of course, I leave Kas alone for one minute and trouble follows. I will say, thank the Goddess she has had such good self-defense training. It probably saved her life. I look at the assholes Kas attacked. You wouldn't know the damage was caused by a five-foot-three she-wolf. It may as well have been James or Marco to do this to them.

I talk to the police and have them send a list of detectives who will want to speak to her directly to my head of security for MasonCo’s Paris office. I then contact the office to let them know what's going on and request they have a private werewolf doctor come to the hotel right away.

I get in the car. As soon as the door closes, Francis starts racing to the hotel. Kas looks like she is in shock now. I pull her into my lap and cover her with my jacket.

Baby. Talk to me. Are you alright?” I turn her face to look me in

that man. H-his blood is on me,” she says blankly. She’s looking at me but she might as well bea thousand miles away. I pull

someone’s gun? Were you trying to defend yourself?” I ask. If somehow this goes to court, I need to know if

looking

Hell is she talking about? We haven't found any of

the back and opens the sedan door. I carry Kas through the kitchen and up a service elevator to our suite. Francis stays outside to screen anyone who wants to get

the soiled clothes off of her. I start the shower and help her step inside. I realize she is just

strip off my clothes and get in

hysterical. I pull her close and wrap my arms around

my fault. That man died because

Baby. That man died because he tried to rob a store and take hostages. He died because of his greed and stupidity. You just happened to be there. None of this is

into a soft fluffy robe. When I'm sure she isn't going to start glowing in front of the doctor or the detectives

bunch of questions and

police upset her. He gives me a prescription to help calm her nerves if she needs it. I thank him and