Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 93

I watch from the doorway as Cora sweetly whispers a Greek lullaby to Kas before she leaves. She kisses her forehead and brushes her sister’s cheek before she finally leaves the room.

 

“I will stay for now. I can say goodbye when she wakes up. Then I will make peace with my fate. I must help my Agrios. If their wolves come here, please have kindness,” Cora requests in a soft tone as she watches Kas from the doorway.

 

I hold my hand out to her, palm up, so she can place hers in mine, extending the courtesy of the more primal interaction to make her comfortable. When the sensation of her ambient energy courses through me, I feel Saint howling with happiness. As much as he tries to play it off, it's clear that she is special to him, too.

 

“Thank you for helping me understand, Cora. I have another question,” I look her in the eye. She simply nods with approval to ask, “My guard Marco told me you said you had to be named Persephone. Why is that?”

 

“Because of the Waiting Room,” she looks to the ground. For a moment, I think she is going to pull her hand away, but she keeps it on top of mine, “ The Waiting Room was a gift from Mespyrian. Goddess of, ahhh... vasanistirio?”

 

I pull out my phone and finda translator site. hold the phone between us, “Can you say it again?”

 

She repeats herself tentatively, leaning her face toward the phone, like she’s not sure how it works. I realize when she backs away, she probably doesn’t know how it works. I look at the translation on the screen and my eyes go wide.

 

“The Goddess of Torture?” I feel my voice crack.

 

“Yes. Goddess Persephone’s daughter. Gift to our Mother in return for honor to her Mother,” Cora explains.

 

“So your name was different before Goddess Mespyrian created the Waiting Room?” I ask cautiously. I can’t imagine having your name taken away from you because someone wants to honor their mother.

 

A dead name,” she looks at me

 

people who it matters to, Cora,” I point into the room where Kas is sleeping, then at myself. The indecision on her face looks uncomfortable. She looks in the room again, then back at

 

to the ground again as if she has said something

 

look forward to raising you. Please, may I?” I gently pull her hand towards me. When I feel her take a step closer, I wrap her in

 

the back before she pulls away, “Send

 

room. I sit in the chair and lean against the side of the bed, letting my arm drape across Kas’s waist. The

 

hundreds of times? My mate gives birth to her sister and vice versa, over

 

around on high alert. Kas is smiling sleepily at me from her spot on the bed. I look up at the clock, eleven-fifteen

 

morning, Sweetheart,” Kas’s voice sounds

 

morning, Baby. Let me get you some water,” I rub the sleep out of my eyes and grab a cup from the side table. I push

 

the cup back, clearing her throat, “I didn’t have a premonition, Bronx. I was somehow

 

think it was a delayed reaction from healing me, then slowing down the entire ballroom, then the news about

 

“Goodbye?” Kas looks startled.

 

I purse my lips, trying to avoid using

 

window fora minute. I sit silently and watch her. I can see in her face she wants to speak candidly about what's on her mind, but Kas won't talk until she’s ready. She finally takes a deep breath and looks me square in the eyes. Something seems

 

used to,” she smiles, her cheeks flush as she looks at me,

 

I shake my head,

 

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