Chapter 150


    #Chapter 150-Flight


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    “E, E wake up.” Sinir’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. Sinir’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.” Sinir exins, 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 longst. We made love and I pa*sed out to the blissful sound of Sinir’s contented purrs.


    What he’s saying simply doesn’t make any sense.


    ’The Royal Army, I promise I’ll exin everythingter, but right now I need you to just do as I say.” He


    strides to the closet in a sh, 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 beforecing up my boots.


    Sinir returns to the closet to dress himself while I sit on the edge of the bed in a daze, btedly


    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. Sinir carries me down to the mansion’s basement level, surrounded by guards.


    Hugoes 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?” I ask anxiously, my wolf reaching out to Sinir’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, feeling as though I’m reaching into an


    empty void.


    “We’re leaving the continent.” Sinir informs me tightly.


    “Leaving the continent?” I repeat, stunned. This is unfathomable to me, I’ve never been off the


    continent in my entire life, and the idea that Sinir would be leaving his pack behind just doesn’t


    compute. If the situation is severe enough to force us out of Moon Valley, why wouldn’t we just go to


    another territory, a neighboring pack?


    ‘Things are bad baby.” Sinir murmurs, not slowing his pace as we continue through the tunnel at a


    jog. The tunnel lets out into a darkened garage, and we pile into a collection of jeeps reinforced to look


    more like army tanks than standard vehicles. As we speed out of the city, Sinir 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 all been sorted out that he finally turns to me.


    He rumbles with concern and drags me into hisp, and I tuck my head against his shoulder. Sinir


    takes a deep breath, then tells me. ‘The Prince has taken over the united packs, E. 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 as his own.”


    “Oh my Goddess.” Tears burn in my eyes. This was everything we’d been afraid of, only worse. All the


    shifters and humans left in the Valley would – ” Wait!” I exim frantically. “Cora! We have to take her


    with us!”


    “Roger and Dad are picking her up on their way out of the city.” Sinir informs me gently, purring to try


    and ease my distress. “She’ll be okay, and she’ll be with us soon.”


    I feel so grateful for my mate in this moment that I could kiss him, but he’s holding me too tightly to


    move. Instead I kiss his neck and thank him profusely as he cuddles me like a human security nket.


    When I’m done showing my thanks, I’m able to turn my thoughts to the future. “Dominic, what are we


    going to do?”


    ‘We’re going to go west, to the hidden territories.” Sinir 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 toe after us.”


    “Where are the hidden territories?” I ask, trying to imagine which points on the human maps might align


    with such a name.


    “Between here and the Veran continent.” Sinir shares, confusing me to no end.


    “But there isn’t anything between here and Vera.” I remind him, trying to figure out if he’s lost his mind


    or perhaps I’ve lost mine. “Only the ocean.”


    ‘That’s why they’re hidden, trouble.” Sinir exins, pressing a few kisses to my forehead. “Thends


    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 poptions began exploring the world, and when they started, the wolves in the hidden


    territories made sure the continent couldn’t be found.”


    “But now we have satellites and cross the oceans in airnes 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, so I suppose it shouldn’t seem quite so oundish.


    “Yes, but we have shielding technology that makes it impossible to detect the territories from all sides.


    The shields project whatever images one would expect to see from their particr perspective, so from


    above it simply looks like more water.” Sinir exins, rubbing my belly and making Rafe kick up a


    storm.


    “Okay.” I can ept this exnation, since I’ve seen first hand how far ahead shifters are when it


    comes to technology, but this doesn’t ount for everything. “And what about boats? If they’re sailing


    along and the captain only sees open ocean ahead, why don’t humans sail into them?”


    “Because it doesn’t just look like open ocean, the shields project the image of a ma*sive storm so that


    sailers won’t enter the territory’s waters, they’ll sail around the storm and if they get too close their


    equipment starts going haywire.” Sinir tells me, seeming more and more rxed the farther we get


    from Moon Valley. Instead of simply clutching me against his chest his hands are gradually beginning to


    explore my body, though I suppose this could be anotherfort mechanism – ensuring that I’m whole


    and unharmed. ‘That’s where all the human legends about the Dark Trianglee from.” 1


    My jaw drops with amazement, every child in the world has heard tales of that mysterious point in the


    ocean where magic seems to routinely disappear ships and aircraft. “You mean we’re going there? To


    the Dark Triangle?” I exim with excitement, momentarily forgetting my distress due to the sheer


    astonishment of hearing I’m going to a mythicalnd.


    Sinir’s lip quirks, “If I’d known that’s all I needed to say to ease your mind I would have started with


    it. Yes, sweet mate, we’re going to the Dark Triangle.” He confirms, “though the people there might be


    offended if you call it that. In truth we’llnd in a territory called Vanara. It will be very different from


    home, but it will be safe.”


    “I… are we-” I’m not sure how to ask my next question, and in the end I just blurt it out. “Is this forever?”


    “No.” Sinir replies firmly. “Once we arrive I’m going to rally the Alphas of the federation to move


    against the Prince. I’ll take whatever support they’re willing to give, and I’ll use my spies back home to


    form a citizen army… a rebellion. When the time is right we’ll return.” He pauses and looks down at me


    with regret. “At least I will.”


    “You mean… alone?” I inquire, aghast.


    “Yes.” He sighs, and he opens a floodgate of emotion to me, revealing how much he hates this thought.


    “Because when I go back, I’ll be going to war.”