Chapter 150 - Flight Ella

"Ella, Ella wake up."

Sinclair’s urgent voice invades my dreams, just as the ground begins to tremble beneath my feet.

As I’m wrenched awake, I realize the ground wasn’t trembling at all, instead my sleeping body was being shaken by my mate.

Sinclair’s handsome face hovers above my own, his eyes glowing as his hand rests on my shoulder.

"Come on baby, we've got to go."

"I— what? What do you mean?" I mumble groggily.

"We're under attack, we have to go, sweetheart." Sinclair explains, pulling me up.

"There's no time to take anything with us, just get dressed."

"But I don’t understand, under attack from who?" I ask, feeling as though my mind is dragging.

When we went to bed tonight we’d been overjoyed with our victory at the press conference, thinking we were out of the woods at long last.

We made love and I passed out to the blissful sound of Sinclair’s contented purrs.

What he’s saying simply doesn’t make any sense.

"The Royal Army, I promise I'll explain everything later, but right now I need you to just do as I say."

He strides to the closet in a flash, returning with my warmest sweater and a pair of fleece lined leggings, as well as my coat and a pair of boots.

Clearly sensing that I’m too shocked and drowsy to keep up with the crisis threatening us, he dresses me with cool efficiency, only pausing to retrieve a pair of thick wool socks from the dresser before lacing up my boots.

Sinclair returns to the closet to dress himself while I sit on the edge of the bed in a daze, belatedly realizing he forgot to provide me with underwear.I open my mouth to tell him as much, but he simply scoops me up in his arms, "We'll buy you some once we're safe, trouble."

He promises, then sweeps me out of the room.

Sinclair carries me down to the mansion's basement level, surrounded by guards.

Hugo comes running up to us just before we enter an evacuation tunnel I didn’t know existed.

"I got word to Roger and your father.They’ll meet us there."

"Where's there?"

reaching out to Sinclair’s to try to get a sense

things shine through.I can’t get any sense of his feelings at all, feeling as though

"We're leaving the continent."

Sinclair informs me tightly.

the continent?" I

life, and the idea that Sinclair would be leaving his pack behind just doesn’t

is severe enough to force us out of Moon Valley, why

are bad

his pace as we continue through the tunnel at

and we pile into a collection of jeeps reinforced to look more like army tanks than

constant communication with his men, going over our

all been sorted out that he finally turns

into his lap, and I tuck my

deep breath,

to lock down Moon Valley, and likely sent assassins to take out the betas of the other packs so they can’t coordinate against him as a

"Oh my Goddess."

burn in

we'd been afraid of,

in the Valley would — "Wait!" I exclaim

We have to take her with

her up on

to try and

and she’ll be with us

that I could kiss him, but he’s holding

his neck and thank him profusely as he cuddles me like a human

I’m able

are we

going to go west, to the hidden territories."

just trying to suppress the unrest his coup will cause

the hidden territories?" I ask, trying to imagine which points on the human maps might

Sinclair shares, confusing me to

there isn’t anything between here and Vera." I remind him, trying to figure

"Only the ocean."

they’re hidden, trouble." Sinclair explains, pressing a few kisses to

who were tired of having to keep their true natures secret - they wanted to live away from humans, so they formed a federation of shifter-only societies.Shifters have always had more advanced technologies, so this all happened before the human populations began exploring

we have satellites and cross the oceans in airplanes and everything." I say, not entirely

my nose

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