Forever In The Past And Forever In The Future By Neener Chapter 2
Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future by Neener Beener chapter 2
I look at the nurse who is staring at me. When she
realizes I caught her, her eyes dart away. What’s that about? Okay,dy. Rude.
“I’ll leave you now,” she says, “You can go in the bathroom and wash up. Just take that pole with the IV
solution with you. There are lounge shorts and fresh underwear in the bag. You need to leave the
hospital gown on until your back heals. Alright?”
“Yes, ma’am. Thank you, Diane,” she nods and leaves the room.
It’s the first time in my life people have been kind to me. I mean, I think it’s part of their job but still. All I
have known so far were insults, physical misery, and hard work. Never any kindness, never any love. I
feel like I
can trust the doctor but I’m still wary of Nurse Diane. The way she stared at me just now makes me
ufortable.
I pick up the duffle bag and go to the bathroom. I avoid looking in the mirror. I’m not sure I’m ready to
see the damage on my face. Everything in the bathroom is fresh and white. There’s a shower, but I’m
worried the pressure of the water will hurt my back. I decide to fill the tub halfway and get in. The water
is warm and
soothing. There’s a washcloth and a fresh bar of soap. I clean myself until the water is gross. All the
dried blood tinges the water pink. I drain the tub, wipe out the ring of dirt around the edge, and fill it
again. The water is not nearly as dirty as I finish washing. It hurts to raise my arms, but I don’t want to
call the nurse to help me. I gently wash my hair and use a cup to rinse it. I dry off and wrap the soft
towel around my hair.
There’s a toothbrush and a small tube of paste on the shelf by the sink. I’m living in thep of luxury in
the pack hospital! I pick them up and start brushing my teeth. I can’t avoid it anymore, I need to look in
the mirror. I finally worked up the courage to take a peek. What I see makes me drop the toothbrush.
My face is still covered in bruises, but that’s not what made me drop the toothbrush. The iris of my left
eye is violet. Not like a shade of blue that could be a little purple in the right light. No no. My right pupil
is still the drab gray I’m used to but my left pupil looks crazy. I blink my eyes hard a few times. Still the
same. I try rubbing my eye but it doesn’t make a difference. There’s no mistaking it – my eye is bright,
practically glowing…violet.
The two days seem tost forever. I’m notining though. I’ve never gotten so much sleep in my
life and as a bonus, I get three meals a day. Three! I keep looking in the mirror. I can’t get over how
weird my purple eye looks. I wake up on the second day and go to the bathroom to freshen up.
I stare at myself in the mirror for the millionth time. My left eye is still violet. Now my right eye seems
like it’s starting to turn violet as well. There was nothing I can do about it, so I decide to try not to worry.
Since Silver Moon is a pretty big pack, we have a high school on pack territory. The library has a really
big werewolf lore research section. I will do some research during lunch.
As I tilt my head to the side to brush my hair, I notice a chunk of my hair has changed color. Instead of
my normal mousy brown, it is silvery gray.
Okay seriously now. What is going on? What is happening to me? Is this a trick? Is there bleach in the
shampoo or something? If it is a trick, it isn’t funny. I pick up the bottle and smell it. It smells like
strawberries, not bleach.
Weird. I have never heard of a wolf’s eye or hair color changing when they areing of age but that’s
what the doctor thinks is happening.
Dianees in just after lunch with paperwork and pamphlets for me. She hands me another little bag,
“Just a little something to help you stay incognito until you are finished healing,” she says.
“Thank you for everything,” I say as I open the bag. There is a baseball cap and a pair of dark
sunsses.
“How do I look?” I ask as I model them for her.
She giggles at my poses, “You’re a star, darling.” Maybe she isn’t so bad after all.
She gives me a gentle hug and sends me on my way. I have another two hours before I need to start
prepping dinner. I decide to take my new clothes to my room and clean up the mess down there so I
can sleep tonight.
Something smells different as I walk down the hall of the dungeon, like a cleaning solution. I turn on my
lamp to find the room has been transformed. Mymp is not sitting on an old stack of milk crates. It is
on a nightstand. There is a new bed too, my old cot is gone. I have a proper bed. Complete with new
sheets and nkets. There is also a small desk and chair with all my school books arranged in a
basket next to it. I must be dreaming. That or I walked into someone else’s room by ident, except no
one else lives down here. You can
barely tell it was an old dungeon cell. It looks like what I imagine a dorm room would look like.
I peek out of the doorway to make sure I am in the right ce. I seem to be. What gives? I walk over to
the bed and sit carefully as if it will disappear if I move too fast. It is like a cloud. The gray and turquoise
linens are fresh and new. There are even two pillows. I never had a proper pillow before, let alone two.
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As far as I know, Diane is the only one who came down here while I was in the hospital. Could she
have had all this done? Surely she will get in trouble when Alpha Graham finds out. Then I remember
she doesn’t know how much the Alpha hates me. I don’t know how I’m going to exin it when he finds
out but I won’t tattle on anyone for trying to help me either.
I put my new clothes away in the drawers of the nightstand. I stash the duffle bag under the mattress.
Once I am seventeen, I will figure out a way to get out of this ce. Find a new pack that will ept a
violet-eyed weakling of a wolf.
I sit at the desk and write a thank you letter to the doctor and Nurse Diane. I turn in the chair looking
around the like-new room. I am in awe that someone would do this for me. I must have been
daydreaming
because I don’t hear the door at the top of the stairs, but I hear two sets of footstepsing down the
hall.
Instantly I freeze. I can smell Alpha Graham’s scent getting closer. I don’t know who the other scent
belongs to.
Instinctively, I scramble and stand in the middle of the room just as they get to the doorway. He leans
against the frame and crosses his arms in front of himself. I can feel my whole body trembling as he
stares. My eyes are glued to the ground. I definitely do not want him to see my new eye color shining
through.
“C-can I help y-you, Alpha Graham?”
“That little stunt you pulled cost me a lot of money,” he says with a calm, gravelly voice, “And when you
cost me money, you cost my whole family money.”
“I’m sorry, sir,” I apologize, although I have no idea what stunt he is talking about. I look up just enough
to see Ryan, the Alpha’s son, is also standing in the doorway.
Ryan takes a step closer and I can feel tears starting to sting the corners of my eyes as my arms shake
uncontrobly. How am I going to face him at school? I haven’t had a conversation with him since his
mom made me live in the dungeon, anyway. But as far as I know, he had no idea I live down here now.
He is going to tell everyone for sure.
“Surgery and hospital stays aren’t cheap, Kas,” Alpha Graham sneers from the doorway, “And do you
know how disgusting the food has been for the past two and a half days?”
I just nod, still looking at the ground. I’m not trying to argue with a lunatic. It isn’t my fault I had to have
surgery. He’s the one who broke a bottle and threw me
into the broken pieces! If he hadn’t, I would have been just fine. I would have been able to bounce back
the next day and make breakfast like I was supposed to, even if I was banged up.
There is a pause and he finally growls, “Where did all this furnituree from? Did you steal it?”
“N-no, sir. I-I…it was here when I g-got back from the hospital wing. I don’t know wh-who brought it.”
“You owe me, Kas Latmus. You also owe whoever turned your room into the Ritz-Carlton. You’ll work in
the packhouse until you pay it back every cent. For the rest of your life if necessary. No more school.
You don’t need education to cook and clean.”
He uses his Alpha tone. I cannot disobey. With those words, the small me of hope in my heart
extinguishes. I don’t get paid so I don’t know how I could ever pay back any debt. Luna Caroline told
me years ago that the room in the dungeon was payment enough for my services. I am less than an
omega now. I am a ve.
“Ryan, teach her a lesson for wasting our money.” “Yes, Alpha.”
Tears stream down my face as the reality of my fate sets in. Alpha Graham is passing the torch of his
cruelty down to his son. But I know better than that. He will never stop hurting me.
Ryan reaches forward and ps the back of my neck. He forces me down into a bowing position and
growls
deeply, “You should be grateful my father doesn’t banish you. If you were a rogue, I would make damn
sure you never made it to the border of the territory.”
A squeak escapes my throat. I am so scared I feel like I am going to pass out. I can feel ckness in
the edges of my vision as my heart races.
Ryan turns to his father, “Don’t worry, Alpha. I’ve got this situation covered.”