Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Bronx's POV

I never imagined how perfect my first time would be. I feel pure contentment as I lay next to Kas, but I

also felt lust for more at the same time. 2

Kas has an arm and a leg draped over me. I use my fingertips to gently caress her arm as we admire

each other. Her beautiful violet eyes look tired, which is expected. A first shift takes a lot out of you.

There was still a glint of mischief in there too. I take her hand and kiss it.

"You're amazing," I smile at her as I tuck some sparkly stray hairs behind her ear.

"You called me your little goddess," she smiles sleepily.

“Well, you're mine and you are a goddess, aren't you?”

“Yeah, I suppose that's true," she muses, looking into the distance.

“And compared to just about the rest of the world, except maybe fairies and tree sprites, you are little," I

tease, "That makes you my little goddess.”

"Hey! I've grown half an inch since I've been here," she giggles at me. I wrap my arms around her and

pull her closer so I can pepper little kisses on her face and neck, making her giggle more. It really is my

favorite sound.

“So, Kas, I'm kinda curious...uh, in the shower, how - uh, when - um, oh, I'm fucking this up...I'm just

wondering how you knew how to, um well you were there, you know," I stumble over my words feeling

like a moron.

“Oh haha, that! Well, sex and fertility are actually a big thing with witches since they don't have fated

mates like we do. Male and female witches want to make sure their chosen mates are satisfied in all

aspects of their relationships so they won't want to leave. They talk pretty openly about it and share

advice with each other. I've learned a lot of ways we can satisfy each other...in the bedroom...in the

shower...and lots of other places too. Not to mention, I'm sharing a body with a four-thousand-year-old

wolf. She knows a thing or two. Want me to show you more about what I've learned?" she giggles.

"Really?" I can't stop the smile plastered to my face.

“Mmhmm," she pulls herself closer to me.

“Right now? I mean, you look a bit tired,Baby.”

"Don't worry, Bronx. I have plenty of energy.”

Kas teaches me new ways we can pleasure each other for the rest of the whole damn weekend. It may

sound cliche, but it isn't just sex. We are learning how to feed off of each other's physical wants and

needs and emotions. By the end of the weekend, I feel more connected to her than ever. And honestly,

if that's what she learned in the first couple of months, I am looking forward to what she would know by

the time she leaves the coven house. ' Sunday morning comes too soon. Kas insists 0n making

breakfast for me before we shift and make our way out of the woods to the coven house. As usual, it is

the most amazing meal I've ever had.

When we arrive at the coven house, there are two young witches waiting for us with robes. Kas thanks

them and leads me to her suite so we can freshen up. Once we are ready, we meet with Lady Camille

to discuss what skills Kas will be working on until my next visit. I drag my feet packing my bag. I'm

dreading leaving Kas again but it's different than last time. I know now, she is being well taken care of

and she is as happy as she can be in the circumstances. When I finally can't prolong it anymore, I pick

up my bag and we head out to the entryway of the house. I'm not sure how long we stand there holding

each other until we hear Lady Camille clear her throat.

“Please Lady Camille, give us just one more minute," Kas pleads. Lady Camille nods and takes a step

back.

“Bronx, what we experienced this weekend, please, don't deny James and Delilah from being able to

share this kind of love. Whatever you and Lady Camille decide is best for our pack and their coven,

please don't make them have to give each other up. They are so happy together.”

And that right there is how I know she's going to be a great Luna. She could be thinking about us and

our relationship but she's not.

She's using it as an example of why other wolves deserve to be with their fated mate. “Lady Camille,

can we make time to speak about this matter the next time I visit?" I ask respectfully, "I want to go back

to my pack and discuss this with my Beta and Gamma to try to come up with a solution.” "That's fine

Alpha Bronx, but for now, it's time for you to leave," she advises.

She holds out her hand to portal me to the gate. I gently kiss Kas one last time before picking up my

bag and taking Lady Camille's hand. Instantly, she and I are outside the gate by my car.

“Alpha Bronx, were you able to make a connection with your mate as we discussed?”

“T think that's an understatement, Lady Camille," I confess as I rub the back of my neck. I can feel

myself blushing a bit.

"That's good news, Alpha Bronx. And nothing to be embarrassed about. The next time you come, you

will see an even greater transformation in her spirit and even better control over her abilities," she turns

back to the gate to leave but stops, "Oh, and Alpha Bronx, that aura that surrounds you when you're

together, that won't go away. When you see it, you should...embrace it, lean into that sensation. You

won't regret it," she smirks as she raises her eyebrows. She turns toward the giant golden gate and

disappears from sight.

How did she know about that? Okay, regardless of what she says, having the head of the coven know

about my love life with my mate is embarrassing.

I look at my phone and realize it was still the same day as when I had arrived, it is just late in the

evening. My flight was not for another two days. I have a cigarette then make a climb in the Maserati to

take a detour to Lune D'or and meet up with Henri. '

I spend most of the ride to Lune D'or thinking about what Kas had said about James and Delilah. She's

right. What kind of leader am 1 if I deny one of my pack members the opportunity to love someone

unconditionally, the way Kas and I do? I need to speak to some of the Elders who have pacts with

witches and other supernatural species to figure out what types of things I need to take into

consideration for Delilah to become part of our pack. That's if Lady Camille would even allow it.

Milo's POV

It's only a couple of days, but covering Bronx's duties was exhausting. I don't know how he juggles all

of it. I just have to hold out until Sunday night. I'm sitting at his desk, feeling overwhelmed, sorting

through requisitions that need to be signed before the close of business when Lenora comes in.

My beautiful mate. She makes my heart race every time I see her. Her full lips and legs seem like they

went on forever, they get me every time. Not to mention those green eyes with her black hair. Oh my

Goddess. I'm the luckiest wolf in the world. My spoonful of sugar, she makes every day sweeter.

“Hi Sugar, what's up?”

“Just got a delivery. It's for Bronx from the Council," she says, placing a box on the desk. I open the box

to find a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue whiskey. °

I whistle, "Nice! I will give it to him when he gets back. This is a special occasion drink.” “What if I have

a special occasion for you guys to drink to?" She asks with a singsong tone. “What is it, Sugar? You

know I always like to hear good news? Did you get a new contract for MasonCo?”

“No, even more exciting than that," she pulls a pen box out from behind her back and hands itto me.” °

“You bought me a pen?" I look at the box confused, "How is this good news?"

“Just look inside the box, Milo," she rolls her eyes at me.

I open the box to see a white stick inside. It said Clear Blue on the side. Oh shit, no way. My fingers

shake as I pick up the stick and see the little blue plus sign in the window. My heart skips a beat. °

"You're pregnant? Please tell me this isn't one of your jokes, Lenora," I grab her hips and pull her

toward me until she's sitting on the desk in front of me. I look her straight in the eyes. My heart is

pounding in my chest, " Plesae tell me this is real.” +

"It's real! We're having a pup!" she squeals with tears in her eyes. ;

I sit there stunned for a moment. I'm not even sure what to think. I come to my senses and lift her shirt.

I start frantically kissing her stomach, “Hi little pup, I'm your daddy! I'm gonna teach you how to be the

most fearsome warrior that ever lived. Unless you want to be a doctor, then I'll send you to the best

medical school. Okay?” °

Lenora giggles and runs her fingers through my hair as I coo at her belly. There was a pup in there. My

pup. Our pup. I'm the luckiest son of a bitch in the world. She's the most amazing woman and she's all

mine. I wrap my arms around her waist, hugging her tightly. + Lenora and I have been trying for months

to have a pup. Even with as much practice as we've gotten in, it didn't just happen like it did for other

couples. We even started to consider adoption.

I can't wait to tell Bronx when he gets home. He's gonna be Uncle Bronx.

“Come on, Sugar, let me sign the last of this paperwork, then we can go celebrate with Reggie and

Ashley. It's a bummer that we have to wait to tell Kas until the winter solstice, but I know she will be

excited too.

I finish the paperwork and email everything to Bronx's assistant. We leave the bottle of whiskey on the

desk so he'll see it when he gets home and lock the door behind us.