Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#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 pa*sed 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.

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

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

reaching out to Sinclair’s to try to get a sense of his feelings. Once again I realize he’s 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,

the continent.” Sinclair informs

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

collection of jeeps reinforced to look more like army tanks than standard vehicles. As we speed out of the

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 the royal army to lock down Moon Valley, and likely sent a*sa*sins 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

eyes. This was everything we’d been afraid of, only worse. All the shifters and humans left in the Valley would – ” Wait!”

city.” Sinclair informs me gently, purring to try and ease my distress.

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

territories.” Sinclair answers 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 to spare forces to come

territories?” I ask, trying to imagine which points on the human maps might

and the Veran continent.” Sinclair shares, confusing me

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

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

say, not entirely understanding how this could be possible. Then again, I went