*Molly*
“The King is going to kill me,” Oliver murmurs from behind the wheel, following the directions I give him. I don’t know exactly where to go, but I know where to go to get help.
“He’s not,” I reassure him, though I know it’s an empty promise. “I won’t let him. Thank you, though. I know you don’t know what’s going on but…”
“But the pups aren’t safe in the palace,” he finishes and I nod.
I don’t understand how we got to this point so quickly. I know there’s more to all of this that Seth isn’t telling me and I could be overreacting, but there’s so much unknown right now. I just need to keep my kids safe and figure the rest out once they are.
We drive for a few hours and I wait to hear from Seth, sure that someone in security has linked him by now, but he still hasn’t tried
