Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Bronx’s POV

I watch Kas go into the bedroom, but I don’t stop her. I understand she's upset. She needs time by herself to think before I go in and try to talk to her about the situation. I can’t tell if they upset her about the rumor she could be pregnant or about my reaction to Dionysus putting his filthy hands on her. Thinking about it again gets Saint worked up.

“It’s not too late to go find him and tear his throat out,” Saint snarls.

“Saint, knock it off. We're in hot water as itis,” I argue with him.

“You're just gonna let him get away with that?” he continues to rage.

“Tell you what, Saint. You tell me what the fuck you were talking to Kas about last night and I'll go after Dionysus.”

“Forget it, dummy. I already told you, that's between me and our mate,” he growls, conceding and making his way to the corner of my mind to sulk.

A new message notification pings from my cell phone.

Ashley: PR team will call in an hour. Be ready. Is Kas really pregnant?

Bronx: fine ty and no she isnt pregnant I put the phone back in my pocket and continue to pace. I stop when I hear a crashing sound coming from the bathroom.

“Kas?” I call out. I feel my heart pounding harder when I don’t hear her yell back to me. I run into the bedroom and break open the locked door of the bathroom.

and lilac scent fill the room. Someone has thrown all the toiletries that were on the counter on the floor. Towels are strewn all over the room and the glass shower door is wide

water stream down her head and down her giant black coat. She is completely soaked through, with her tongue lolling out happily to the side. She gives me a satisfied

back? Where's Kas?” I ask her questions in rapid fire, knowing full well I can't communicate with her while

dummy,” Saint calls from the back of my mind before he

on my hips, and look at Lex in the shower, then

able to move her without upsetting her, which is the absolute last thing I need. As much as] hate to admit it, Saint's right. I pick up the vanity stool and the towels strewn around the room. When I sit down, I stack the towels on my lap while I wait for her to finish her shower. I pull out my cell phone and send another message. Bronx: im going to need

Ashley: What? Why?

Just give me 2

Ashley: Yes, Sir.

of the shower stall and shakes her soaked fur out.

patiently. I shut off the water then

of the anger that is brooding just under the surface. While I need to know what is going on with Kas and understand why she shifted, Lex clearly isn’t upset. She just wants attention.

dry her off. When I get her as dry as I can, I stop to admire her. She wags her

on. I need to talk to her,” I request quietly, running my hands through

huffs slightly, stands up, and makes her way out of the bathroom. She turns around when I don't immediately follow and gently takes my hand in her mouth. She looks at me

her lead me out to the bedroom. She lets go of my hand and climbs up on the bed. I watch her happily bounce on the bed like

climbs off the bed. She licks the side of my face and lays down so with her body wrapped around me like a giant wolf cocoon. Even with the slightly damp fur, she is warm and soft. Now that she’s had a shower, she smells just like Kas. I

her neck, “Lex, I'm glad you're having a good time and I’m glad we got

her body, making me lean deeper against her. The desire to relax with her is overwhelming. I feel my eyes getting heavy with Lex encompassing me. Which I'm beginning to

mind link, “Marco, who’s

Is everything