Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future novel Chapter 50

Lenora stands and unlocks the apartment door. James is pacing the hall and rushes inside as soon as he is allowed entry.

 

“My Love!" he exclaims when he sees Delilah bundled up on the sofa. He kneels down and caresses her face, giving her little kisses. “Oh, Puppy. Don't worry. I'm okay," she smiles as he comes to her side.

 

“James, you can take her wrapped in the blanket so she won't get cold. | will get it back some other time," | offer.

 

"It's alright, Luna. My truck is out front,” he carefully unwraps his mate from her cocoon and hands the blanket to me before picking her up bridal style. Lenora drapes his coat over her.

 

“Delilah, | will come see you tomorrow if you're feeling better,” | tell her.

 

“Thank you, Kas," she says sleepily, leaning into James’ chest. James gingerly walks out of the apartment so he can take his mate home and care for her. | pang of guilt strikes my heart. | am not able to heal Delilah because she is not a werewolf. She is a powerful witch, but what she did for me this evening took so much out of her. | have to find a way to make it up to her.

 

"Did you hear that?" Lenora asked with a smirk as soon as they're gone.

 

"Hear what?" | ask, looking at her with confusion.

 

"Delilah calls James 'Puppy’,” Lenora giggles at the thought of big burly James being called a puppy.

 

| cover my mouth hiding my giggle. Once | collect myself | turn to Lenora, "Okay, no more stalling, where's Bronx?"

 

“Hospital wing.”

 

“Hospital wing?! What happened?" Worry starts to build in my chest. >

 

She looks at me unsure what to say. She just sighs, “Saint won't shift back into human form. We're not sure why.”

 

“Won't or can't?" I'm not sure how | know to ask the question.

 

“Come on, Kas, maybe you can help figure it out.”

 

We walk briskly down to the hospital wing. | realize, | wrapped my blanket around me without knowing | was doing it. The doctor meets us in the hallway.

 

"Luna, I'm glad you're here. We've tried to speak with Alpha Bronx's wolf, but for some reason, he doesn't seem to be able to communicate with us. Beta Milo had to bring him back from the woods on an ATV. He couldn't walk here himself. Physically, he

seems weak, but we can't figure out why. Other than the muscle weakness, he seems to be healthy, albeit a little irritable. But that isn't unusual for our Alpha," the doctor explains to us as we walk down the hall. We stop in front of a patient room door.

 

He lifts his head up and looks into my eyes. He gives me a small huff and another lick on my cheek. | take that as a sign of approval. “Thank you, Sweetheart," | nuzzle him again. | take a deep breath. | have never tried to use my abilities on someone in wolf form. But | just promised him everything would be fine, so | need to make sure | keep that promise. “Saint, | think Bronx is feeling guilty about something that happened earlier today. | don't know if he told you about it or not, but he doesn't need to feel guilty. | need him to know that. He did the right thing. | don't blame him. I'm not mad at him. So if he's in there with you and if you two are on speaking terms, please let him know for me, okay?”

The giant wolf doesn't really respond, he just sighs deeply and lets his tongue loll out of the side of his mouth. He uses his snoot to lift my hand to pet him more. 2

 

“My sweet wolf mate. You mean so much to me. | love you," | place my hands on either side of his soft ears and kiss him on the end of his nose.

 

“Ready? I've never done this on someone in wolf form. I'm not sure how it will feel for you. If you are uncomfortable, let me know.” He nods once and closes his eye. | focus on Saint and Bronx.

 

The deeper my energy goes in search of Bronx, the more relaxed Saint's body becomes. He leans his heavy head on my shoulder with a deep sigh. It almost feels like he is relieved. The healing energy is working on him.

 

"That's a relief for me too, Sweetheart," | sayinto his mind.

 

| keep searching until | come to a wall. | try to push my energy past it, but it won't budge. “Can you help me, Saint? Bronx is behind that wall, | can feel it. | think whatever made you come forward, put him behind the wall you were stuck behind.”

 

| feel Saint's energy. In comparison to my smooth, flowing calm energy, Saint's is raw and forceful, barely contained from turning violent. It gives me a better understanding of this handsome wolf. Wordlessly, he helps me push against the wall. With both of us pushing, it easily slides and starts to crumble. As it does, a wave of negative emotions washes over us. | move in front of Saint and use my positive energy against it. Dissipating it into thin air. °

 

| am starting to feel weak now, “Saint, | will have to come back later to find Bronx, but | think we made good progress. You did such a good job," | say to him as | pull my spirit and energy back until | am looking at his wolf form. He nuzzles me gratefully and lets me fall asleep in his warm comforting embrace.