"—the car would leave tonight, before midnight. Just a few miles east of the river crossing. Forest Springs is Ellie's father's territory, so you'd be safe there until—"
My fingers curl into the soft fabric of my recovered pillow, digging in until my knuckles turn white. Forest Springs Pack. The neighboring territory ruled by Ellie's father.
I keep my face blank while Andrew continues explaining their supposed escape plan, but inside, my stomach twists into knots dense enough to sink through the floor. In the end, Ellie and Rafe want me to go to her father's pack.
Silly me, to ever think Ellie and I could be on the same page for even a moment.
"Alpha Thornton will personally guarantee your protection," Andrew says, leaning forward with an earnestness that might be convincing if I didn't know better. "It's the perfect solution."
