Chapter 45 Want To Flee From Him

• Inside the bedroom, I brushed my hair nervously. I'd packed a bag and tossed it out the window early enough to ensure Tora had been the one to grab it and hide it with hers. Tomorrow, we'd be leaving this place and escaping the mountain before the first heavy snow hit it, which was forecasted for tomorrow night. I intended to leave before nightfall which excited and terrified me.
• I'd never been off the mountain. Harold had forbidden it, which was why my mother hadn't fled this place to bring help to free the pack. Maybe if she hadn't been pregnant with my sister or had me, she would have been bold and run from this place.
• Fear was daunting, and the idea of leaving the only home I'd ever known was terrifying. Under the guise of being Saint's mate, living my life here with no power or control was one thing. Living here while he and someone else raised our children? Fuck that noise. I wouldn't be that girl any longer, the one who allowed her life to be controlled by a dictator.