The Dark Side Of Fate

108 The Trip

~Sylvester-~

After breakfast, we returned to our room, and the Kappa Uniforms were already on the bed.

Tamia had gone to use the bathroom while I inspected the uniforms.

Leo was extra careful, and I had to commend him.

I never imagined that I would ever wear something like this, but it had finally come to it.

There were also false sent perfumes to help mask our scent completely.

Leo was serious.

"We need to dress up.Our flight is at noon," Tamia said, returning from the bathroom.

She knew the petite uniform was hers, so she reached for it.

"Kappa, right?" I said, and she nodded.

"We are still better off than Erik," She said, and I laughed.

"I heard Leo is putting him in a dress," I said, and she laughed.

"You can't blame Leo. I agree with what he is doing. Erik will be a red light if we dress him like a Kappa and try to transport him to the north looking like that.Leo and Amelia want the trip to be smooth, and that is how they plan to guarantee it." She said and started putting on the clothes.

"Would Erik allow them to shave his beard?" I asked, wondering how Erik would feel about his long beard.

"It is either that or he finds his way on his own," She said, and I was shocked.

I knew Leo could be stern, but I didn't expect him to be that stern with Erik. I sensed Amelia's hand in it. She seemed like the mean kind.

Following Tamia's lead, I dressed in the Kappa jumpsuit camouflage uniform and put on the military face cap obscuring my face from detection.

The uniform would make us insignificant to the paparazzi.

We will be hard to identify.

I signed passes to permit us to board the flight to the north and enter the north without showing our passports.

It was the only way to smuggle all of us to Lucland without revealing our identities, or else Leo would have to create fake Identity cards for us.

We did not have time to organise something of that magnitude.

The letters would have to do.

We finished, and the Omegas came to get our luggage to load them in the van that would be transporting us to the airport.

I saw a look of nostalgia on Tamia's face when the omegas left with our bags.

She paused to look around the room, looking sexy in the slightly oversize camouflage jumpsuit that held her waist beautifully.

that look

she

will come often, darling.I promise.I am sure Liam and Harper would like it here," I said, and she turned to look at me and

miss this place,"

issue. I hope it ends, and we are safe

I hugged her.

I Kissed her

she asked me, breaking

just the four of us: you, me, Harper and Liam. novelebookWe cannot do that in that building.It is too big, and it houses too many people to afford us

did not know she didn't like our living

must have sacrificed a lot to make things work between us, and I appreciate

a crowd around was all I ever

comfortable with it, but

seeing the bungalow she lived in with Leo, I could understand her need for

you liked it there, Tamia.You should have said

I would fix for us to use.Will that be okay?" I

nodded and smiled at

said, and I

responded sweetly and

weren't for the fact that we were in a hurry, I would have taken her

joined the rest

did with Erik It was hilarious.He had a masculine scowl

pretty for

tried not

I battled it.

hair and worn his brown contact

wore him a peach sundress with a

but he looked like a woman, which was

waiting

eager to get it over with to get out of

some people snickering and shut my

wear him sandals, but he walked

van am I in?" He asked, trying to figure out which of the

are with me," I heard Amelia

spoke as if it were

Leo did not want him to

you look pretty," Nelson said, and Erik punched him in the stomach and

not believe

won't be mad," I

there was no point in controlling

we sat side by side in

eyes stray to Erik, but it could not be helped.His scowl wasn't helping

face a bit, you will look better," Amelia said

want to look better. I want to get out of the dress," he

the airport, and the staff and passengers greatly

disguise had worked because no one

that stood

pointing