#Chapter 270 – Ella’s Dream

Sinclair I throw out my hand, grasping for her arm – her skirt – anything – as she disappears from my sight in a blink. A growl grows in my chest. God damnit, why can’t she just stay still? I put my hands in my pockets and look around at the familiar dream forest, this place we’ve come so many times. But there’s something just slightly…off about it. A haze, an…indistinctness to the details. As if Ella can’t put the pieces together quite well enough. I’m still here, though, which means some part of her wants me to be. I hold on to this knowledge, desperately, and begin to prowl through the forest. Where the hell is she? I hear her giggling somewhere and spin my head, looking everywhere for my mate. But then – god damn it, is it coming from above me? I stop, looking up at the canopy of leaves and the clouds, listening hard. Yes – there – is she in the sky? I cup my hands to my mouth and shout her name upwards. “Ella!” I cry. “Ella! Come back here!” There’s no r