Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future novel Chapter 28

Kas's POV

I stand naked on the platform looking into Bronx's apple green eye. He's looking at me in the eyes, smiling with pride.

A month ago, I would have tried to cover myself from letting him see me like this, but the time I have spent here at the coven and the things I have learned about my mind and who Iam have given me the confidence to do things I wouldn't have done in the past. Beyond that, I'm finally going to let Lex have the freedom she deserves to meet her mate. She and I have started to connect on a deeper level. It's a union we didn't know we wanted from each other but it has been desperately needed. We have a long way to go, but it was a start.

"Ready, Lex?"

"Yes! Let's get this show on the road," she howls at me.

Just like Bronx said, I let myself fall back so Lex can take control. I feel the pain of the cracking and popping of bones, skin, and muscles stretching and tearing. It hurts, but not as bad as other things I have been

through. I look down to see black fur sprouting out of my skin. When I stop feeling the transition, I looked up at the crowd. Everyone claps and cheers for me. Some are even pointing and nodding with approval. "They're cheering for you, Lex!"

She shakes out her jet black fur and bows her head in recognition of the crowd, "Of course they are. We're beautiful!"

Lex turns to Bronx who takes off his robe and eye patch. He doesn't seem to be intimidated by the women whispering and giggling around him. Lex growls a bit knowing women are staring at him.

“Calm down, they are not a threat, Lex. It's going to be okay," I feel her relax a little as she realizes he only has her on his mind. He smiles and winks at her. She purrs at his gesture.

"Oh, Kas, it's gonna be a gooood night," I blush as Lex admires Bronx's naked body. ° He shifts into Saint and everyone cheers

again. Saint and Lex are almost the same sizes. Even though he's an Alpha Regent wolf, she's only slightly smaller in stature. A normal female wolf would be half the size of an Alpha wolf. They nuzzle and yip at each other and without another care in the world, bound out into the woods.

I move to the back of her mind to give her and Saint privacy.

It's the middle of the night when we arrive at the cabin. Lex gives me back control and we shift. Saint takes a lap around the cabin, sniffing intently and looking out into the dark forest. He finally comes and stands beside me before he shifts back to Bronx. Bronx takes my hand and leads me inside.

“Let's freshen up, Baby," he says as he picks a leaf out of my hair. I giggle as he scrunches his face up at the leaf.

As we walk into the bedroom, Bronx turns to look at me, "Kas, I have done a whole lot of reflecting over the past couple of weeks. I just want to say, I love you. With every fiber of my being, I love you, Iokaste Latmus.”

“T love you too, Bronx Mason. You allowed me to be here, in this realm, with these amazing women. I know how much of an emotional sacrifice it was for you to agree to it. Not to mention poor Marco. But the coven does care about our wellbeing. Look at how much good my training has done in just a short time; I've learned so much and I'm healthier now than I ever was. Mentally and physically. And look, James found his mate! If he wouldn't have come here, he would have been alone forever. All of that is possible because you put aside your personal feelings and did what was best for others. How could I not love you for that?” He caresses my cheek, looking at me lovingly, before pulls me close and gives me a short but passionate kiss. He goes to turn on the shower then comes back to lead me to the steamy bathroom. The shower is made for multiple people based on the positions of multiple showerheads.

The hot water feels refreshing after such a long run. Bronx steps into the shower with me. There is no hesitation or shyness between us. It just feels natural to be here together. He picks up a washcloth and gently starts stroking it against my body. He starts with my shoulders and works his way down. He moves slowly and spends more time on my sensitive parts, sometimes using his fingers or mouth instead of the cloth, making me moan and gasp softly. He hands mea washcloth and I give him the same treatment.