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?"

to Sinclair’s to try to get a sense of

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

"We're leaving the continent."

Sinclair informs me tightly.

continent?" I repeat,

never been off the continent in my entire life, and the

to force us out of Moon Valley, why

"Things are

slowing his pace as we continue

darkened garage, and we pile into a collection of jeeps reinforced

out of the city, Sinclair is in constant communication with

until the logistics have all been sorted out that he finally

me into his lap, and

takes a deep breath, then tells

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 have total control of the pack armies as well as

"Oh my Goddess."

burn in

everything we'd been afraid of, only

and humans left in the Valley

have to take her with

and Dad are picking her up

gently, purring to try and ease my

okay, and she’ll be with

so grateful for my mate in this moment that I could kiss him, but he’s holding

and thank him profusely

thanks, I’m able to

what are we going

to the hidden territories." Sinclair answers

just trying to suppress the unrest his coup will cause that he won’t be

I ask, trying to imagine which points on the

continent." Sinclair

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

"Only the ocean."

they’re hidden, trouble." Sinclair explains,

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 the world, and when

satellites and cross the oceans in airplanes and

with shifters right under my nose and never knew they existed, so I suppose it shouldn’t seem

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