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?"

anxiously, my wolf reaching out to Sinclair’s to try to get a sense of his

me, only this time he’s not letting the good things shine through.I can’t get any sense of his feelings at all, feeling as though I’m reaching into an

"We're leaving the continent."

Sinclair informs me tightly.

the continent?"

continent in my entire life, and the idea that Sinclair would

us out of Moon Valley, why

are bad

murmurs, not slowing his pace as we continue through the tunnel at

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

of the city, Sinclair is in constant communication with his

have all been sorted out that he finally

me into his lap, and I tuck

deep breath, then

position pushed him over the edge.He’s deployed the royal army 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 shadow council.By this time tomorrow, he will

"Oh my Goddess."

burn in

been afraid

left in the Valley would —

to take

Dad are picking her up on their way out of

me gently, purring to try and ease my

be okay, and she’ll be with

this moment that I could kiss

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

able to turn my thoughts to

what are we going

going to go west, to the hidden territories."

and the Prince will have his hands so full just trying to suppress the unrest his coup will cause that he

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

Sinclair

I remind him, trying to figure out if he’s lost his

"Only the ocean."

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

a federation of shifter-only societies.Shifters have always had more advanced technologies, so this all happened before the human populations began exploring the world, and when

and everything." I say,

under my nose and never knew they existed, so

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