Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 150

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.

tell him as much, but he simply scoops me up in his arms, “We’ll buy you

enter an evacuation tunnel I didn’t know existed. “I got word

blocking off his emotions from 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

leaving the continent.” Sinclair informs

life, and the idea that Sinclair would be leaving his pack behind just

to look more like army tanks than standard vehicles. As we speed out of the city, Sinclair is in constant communication with his men, going over

with concern and drags me into his lap, and I tuck my head against his shoulder. Sinclair takes a deep breath, then tells me. ‘The Prince has taken over the united packs, Ella. The King is dead, the Alpha council are all dead. It would seem our decision to call him out and the threat of losing his position pushed him over the edge. He’s deployed

and humans left

on their way out of the city.” Sinclair informs me gently, purring to try and ease my distress. “She’ll

kiss him, but he’s holding me too tightly to move. Instead I kiss his neck and thank him profusely

to go west, to the hidden territories.” Sinclair answers decisively. “I have some allies there, and the Prince will have his hands so

trying to imagine which points on the human maps might align with such a

here and the Veran continent.” Sinclair

between here and Vera.” I remind him, trying to figure out if he’s lost his mind or perhaps

previously uninhabited, and were settled by wolves 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

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