Semua Bab Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future: Bab 121 - Bab 130

When we get upstairs, he doesn't put me down until he sits me on the sofa, and kneels on the floor in front of me, so we are close to eye level. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me deeply again, this time slower and more intentionally than the one downstairs in front of the pack. The sparks of our mate bond comfort me more than they have in a long time. I let myself melt into the sensation, feeling his warm and soothing hands against my skin. When I feel a wet tear on my cheek, I pull back slightly. I can feel powerful emotions coming from him: sadness, fear, and regret. “Bronx?” I wipe the tear away from his face, “What’s wrong, Sweetheart?” “Kas, when I got the call telling me that woman was in town, I was worried I may never see you again. I-I just knew that I had to get you to safety. All these terrible thoughts started running through my mind. And then I spoke to you on the phone and you sounded so angry that I would make you hide in the apartment and you were so confide

Marco’s POV I look around the room and watch everyone’s jaws drop except for the Alpha’s. He’s squatting in front of Kas, but as soon as Musu announces that this woman Tessa is related to the Santoro family, his head whips around and a look crosses his face that I ain’t seen since I was eighteen and he was nineteen we served in the military together. I feel my head shaking back and forth and I hear myself whisper no. He can’t seriously be thinking what I think he’s thinking right now. Beta Milo and Gamma Reggie jump up out of their seats. “Absolutely NOT, Bronx! Get that look off your face,” Milo growls, pointing at him sharply, “Just fucking forget it, right now.” “Bronx, No. Not an option. No. Stop it. Don’t even think about it,” Reggie yells at the same time. The women around the room look at us, confused by our reactions. Bronx stands up. He looks taller and more intimidating than I ever seen him be before. For a hot second, I'm pretty sure he is glowing purple like Kas does,

Kas’s POV I wish I could tell you what set me off, but I don’t know. It was just like when I attacked James. I couldn’t control myself. It felt different, though. Instead of acting on instinct to kill, it upset me that Bronx would want to tip the balance of our natural order. I just felt so angry at the core of my being. Hearing Bronx wanted to break laws and go around the established system to get revenge lit a flame inside me. The thought of him wanting to start a war was overwhelming. I wasn’t sure how I was going to stop him. I just knew I couldn’t let him do it. We have rules to follow. I won’t allow him to become a tyrant. I didn’t want anyone else to get hurt. I knew that much. That's why I froze time before I threw myself at Bronx. A surge of energy flowed through me I had never felt before. Some deep down part of me knew my actions would mean I would serve justice, and I felt brave. Fearless. Confident that I was following my mother’s bidding. He wasn’t expecting it. He ca

Once Kas calms down a little, Tyree gets me a towel to clean myself up, then moves to the corner of the room to keep an eye on things between Kas and I. I explain more about my conversation with Randall and what I need Kas to take care of at Silver Moon. “Kas, Randall will meet you there,. You won’t be there by yourself,” I promise her, “You are going to be their Luna. When Randall announces it, they will show you respect. The pack members that don’t want to accept that can leave. It's their option. And honestly, good because I don’t really want any of them here, but the Council is forcing my hand. I’ve already made it clear to Randall that there are no second chances once they're here.” Kas has a permanent little frown through the entire conversation. I know she isn’t happy about the idea, but she hasn’t made any comments or asked any questions either. She’s just intently listening. “How long do I need to be there?” she finally asks. “You will need to leave tomorrow and be there f

“So this Leticia, she admitted to killing Cordell Santoro?” Bronx asks, “Just like that?” I give a frustrated sigh. I mind linked Bronx to come down to the meditation room as soon as Lady Camille could make sure I was safe and, as she said, actually me. Once she was satisfied that I wasn't possessed, she relaxed a bit. Bronx got to the meditation room so quickly that I wondered if he had been sitting on a bench in the weight room next door, waiting for me to contact him. He is not taking this whole ‘transported to an apartment that can’t be located’ thing very well. “She said I ordered her to do it, Bronx. She also said she was the one that killed the guy from the jewelry store. I think in some misguided way, she thinks she’s protecting me. That’s the sense I got from her,” I don’t know why I feel like I need to defend Leticia, but I do. “Okay,” he holds his hands up, hearing my defensive tone, “I won’t do anything for now. It sounds like she isn’t a danger to you and I don’t know