Forever In The Past And Forever In The Future By Neener Chapter 62


    I crouch down and try to make myself look as small as possible. I feel a lump of tears in my throat but I


    refuse to let him see me cry, as I plead again, “Ryan, please don’t do this. You don’t want to do this.”


    My teeth chatter and I shiver as the frigid wind swirls around me. I look over the side of the deep


    ravine. The river at the bottom is raging dark red in the moonlight with giant chunks of ice and snow


    swirling in the current. Blood River. If I try to jump, I’m going to die on the rusty rocks just below the


    surface. If I were in wolf form maybe I would have a chance. Maybe. That’s not an option now. I turn


    back around to face my fate.


    “Please! Please don’t do this, Ryan! Dagger, please let me talk to Ryan!” I beg for mercy. The wind


    gusts hard against my bare skin, chilling me to the bone. I am shivering violently, wishing I was


    somewhere warm. I hug myself, in a hopeless attempt to protect my naked body. Dagger takes


    advantage of my distraction and takes a step forward, lowering his head in preparation to attack. Only


    ten steps separate us now.


    In the distance, howls can be heard and hope flickers in my heart. Please Goddess, Mother, please


    help them get here in time. We both look in the direction of the sound. From down the mountain, the


    thundering sound of wolf paws gets closer and closer but it still sounds so far away.


    I look back at Dagger and notice glimmers of light reflecting in my peripheral vision. I flick my eyes into


    the distance behind him, three wolves are silently stalking Dagger in a triangr formation. Tworge


    dark brown wolves and a giant white wolf in the center with one green eye. Saint! My heart leaps at the


    sight of him. Saint and the other two wolves are downwind. Dagger doesn’t seem to notice, I have to


    keep distracting him before he catches his stalkers’ scents. I just need to give them enough time so


    they can get close enough to catch him.


    “Ryan please,e on, just shift and we can talk about this. No one has to get hurt,”I continue to beg,


    giving Saint and the other two wolves time to get in position.


    “Ryan, if you want me to go back with you, w-we can figure something out,” I choke out the words as I


    lie to him.


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    Dagger paws the ground as if he is considering his next move, He thinks for a moment, then growls


    deep and angry just before heunches his giant body at me. I brace for impact, fully prepared to be


    thrown off the edge of the ravine but the impact neveres. Saint leaps at the same time, grabbing


    Dagger firmly by the neck. They sail toward the edge of the cliff, wrestling for control.


    “SAINT, NO! The cliff!” I scream as I duck down. It’s toote, both of the wolves fly over the edge and


    disappear into the night.


    “N000000!!” I wail as I turn and looking at the space where they were just suspended in the air. I watch


    Saint, still growling and snarling, attached to a struggling Dagger’s neck as they


    both ssh into the water and sink into the frigid, swirling currents of blood-red water.


    My heart suddenly feels like it’s being ripped in a thousand pieces. An endless hole opens up inside of


    me and starts to swallow me whole. The pain of the mate bond breaking js.


    excruciating. It feels like it will never end.


    “SAIINNNTTT!!!! BROONNX!!!” I howl at the top of my lungs. I start to run forward.


    “Kas! No!” Milo grabs me roughly around the waist before I’m able to throw myself off the cliff after


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    “Milo let me go, let me go! I have to help him! Don’t just stand there! We need to go after them. We


    have to save Bronx,” I cry hysterically and growl as Milo drags me away from the ledge. I hopelessly try


    to fight my way out of his strong grip.


    “No, Little Sister. No, we are not cliff jumping tonight,e on, we have to get back down the


    mountain,” his voice is firm and calm. How can he be calm right now?! 1


    My arms start to go numb and I can’t talk. Is it from the cold? Is it from the shock? I don’t know. Is Milo


    really giving up that easily on his Alpha? His best friend? Isn’t this just a dream? I just want to wake up


    now. The dream has turned into a nightmare.


    The other wolfes over and Milo sets me on top of him, wrapping my arms around its neck for me.


    “Hurry up, she’s going into shock and it’s below freezing. Hypothermia is probably setting in. We need


    to get her to the pack hospital. I’ll mind link Lenora and let her know we’re on the way,” Milo says


    hurriedly before he shifts back to wolf form too.


    I feel numb. He’s gone. Bronx and Saint came to save me and they died. They’re dead because o f me.


    The wolf I’m riding sprints full speed. I don’t know how long he runs. I don’t care. It doesn’t matter.


    Nothing matters now that Bronx is gone. I am hollow. Infinitely empty. I close my eyes tightly trying to


    block out the world as the wolf races down the mountain.


    The sun is up now. Lenora, Ashley, and Delh alle running out of the packhouse. They pull me off


    the wolf and wrap me in nkets. It doesn’t matter though, I can’t move my body. Everything is numb


    from disbelief. I have no idea if I’m cold or not.


    “Get her inside, take her to the hospital wing. I don’t think she’s hurt, but she’s in shock. She saw Saint


    go over the edge,” I hear Reggie’s voice. I hear other voices yelling in the distance but I can’t hear what


    they’re saying.


    I close my eyes for a moment. When I open them, I’m in a room in the pack hospital. People are


    shining lights into my eyes and taking my pulse. They ce warm heavy nkets over me and hook


    me up to machines.


    “Luna, you can rest now. You’ll feel better when you wake up,” I hear a nurse say. No, no I won’t feel


    better,dy. Delhes to the bedside and takes my hand.


    “Go away,” I say to her and pull my hand away. I can’t find the strength to have emotion in m y voice.


    “Kas, please listen,” she pleads.


    “No. Go away. Leave me alone, Delh. You’ve done enough.”


    She looks around the room for a moment then turns and walks away. I’m pretty sure I hear her crying


    before she leaves the room but I don’t care. The room is quiet now, except for the rhythmic beeps of


    the heart monitor. The sound is soothing. A deep dreamless sleepes quickly