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

says blankly. She’s looking at me but she might as well bea thousand miles away. I pull her close to

him, Baby? Did you take someone’s gun? Were you trying to defend yourself?” I ask. If somehow this goes to court, I need to know if she killed the guy

she says looking out

Hell is she talking about?

a door in 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

take Kas directly into the bathroom and strip the soiled clothes off of her. I start the shower and help her step

my clothes and get in with her. Please Goddess, don’t let this be her

into the shower, the floodgates finally burst inside her. She’s hysterical. I pull her close and

died because of

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

of the shower and into a soft fluffy robe.

a bunch of questions and checks

prescription to help calm her nerves if she needs it. I thank him and show him to the door just as Francis is ready to bring in two detectives and a MasonCo translator. The translator is a wolf, so I know they will make sure the correct