Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#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.

before we enter an evacuation tunnel I didn't know existed. "I got word

I realize he's blocking off his emotions from me, only this time he's not letting the

continent." Sinclair

me, I've never been off the continent in my entire life, and the idea that Sinclair would be leaving his pack behind just doesn't compute. If the situation is severe enough to force us

into a collection of jeeps reinforced 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 our route and making preparations for the journey ahead. It's not until the logistics have

losing his position pushed him over the edge. He's deployed the royal army to lock down

we'd been afraid of, only worse. All the shifters and humans left in the

their way out of the city." Sinclair informs me gently, purring to try and ease my distress. "She'll be okay,

to move. Instead I kiss his neck and thank him profusely as he cuddles me like a human security blanket. When I'm done showing my thanks, I’m able to turn my thoughts to the future. "Dominic, what are we

decisively. "I have some allies there, and the Prince will have his hands so full just trying to suppress the unrest his coup will cause that he won't be able

trying to imagine which points on the human maps might align

the Veran continent." Sinclair shares,

and Vera." I remind him, trying to figure out if he's

few kisses to my forehead. "The lands were 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 always had more advanced technologies, so this all happened before the human populations began exploring the world, and when they started, the wolves in the hidden territories

and cross the oceans in airplanes and everything." I say, not entirely understanding how this could be possible. Then again, I went my whole life living with shifters right under my nose and never knew they existed,