Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future novel Chapter 126

Bronx’s POV

“Come on, man. It’s been a month. We're sick of this shit. If this is your order, if this is truly what you want, then man the fuck up and come to the dungeon so you can see your damn handy work,” Milo’s steel-gray eyes bore into me, “ Like you said, you don’t give a fuck anymore, so prove it. Come see what you're doing.”

“Watch your tone, Milo,” I stand up, growling at him.

“Look, Bronx, you can come with us right now or you can find Blood River another Beta. I have plenty of packs who have already said they would give me asylum. Fuck being a Beta. I'll take a job as a front gate guard and call ita fucking day. I'll pack my shit, take Codi, and leave today if that’s how you really want this to go down. Your choice,” he crosses his arms and stares me down. Behind him, Reggie has his hands on his hips, looking at the floor.

“What about you, Reggie? You're awfully quiet. Are you part of this ultimatum, too?” I lean forward against the desk, giving him a chance to speak up.

His blue eyes glance up at me, then back at the floor before he clears his throat, “We've already spoken to the Manae. They said we can stay at the Kardia tou Manae if we need to. Their new home. If that’s what we think would be best for Katie.”

All the rage that Saint has been feeling roils inside me at the thought of even more people abandoning us. These guys are supposed to be my two best friends. They would just pick up and go that easily?

“Fine. I'll go to the fucking dungeon. But I don’t know why it’s so damn important to you. I already told you to

feed her, and you gave her the stupid blanket she wanted. Why do I need to see her too? She chose her fate,” I snarl, stepping around my desk to follow them out the door.

“Shut up, Bronx. I'm so sick of your shit. I just need you to shut the fuck up,” Milo growls as we make our way down the back stairs to the dungeon, with Reggie following quietly behind us. °

When Milo opens the dungeon door, Tyree stands up from the chair behind the small desk.

“Alpha, Beta, Gamma,” he regards us.

“Tyree, you're the only guard down here?” I ask, looking around for everyone else, “Shouldn't there be more security?”

Tyree looks around as well, confused, “ Alpha, we only need one of us at a time. I'm here during the day. There are other guards here at night, but one ata time is more than enough.”

I look at him suspiciously, “Huh. Okay.” “Any activity?” Milo asks him, ignoring me.

Tyree looks at the monitor. His eyes look remorseful when he looks back at Milo, “Just some shuttering, but nothing has come of it. I-I don’t know how much longer it will last, honestly.” Shuttering? What is he talking about? I glance at Milo, then Reggie, but they both continue to ignore me.

“Is this what the kitchen brought for her?” Reggie asks, picking up a covered to-go container.

“Yeah, please take it away,” Tyree screws up his face, looking at the container, “it smells disgusting.”