Breelia's POV
I rushed up to the private jet, hoping to see that it was still here, but to my greatest surprise, it wasn't.
While I was running up to come find it, I thought I had it taking off,but I wished and hoped that my ears were for once deceiving me, but those were all just wishful thinking.
The horrors I felt as I watched the empty space where the jet had been only about a few minutes ago, I couldn't stop my feet from shaking as I knew this only meant one thing.
War, a war was about to happen, the war that had been a threat since I was ten.
I know that was the only thing that could have happened to make my father leave without even informing me, and seeing that he left with uncle Carlos and Lee, I knew there was only one explanation for that.
"No, no, this can't be happening," I fretted my feet feeling weak and I felt my self almost losing my balance, but fell into the arms of my mate.
