Elena’s POV.
I arranged my bed hair and prayed to the moon goddess that my morning breath wasn’t so bad.Lucas was already gathering a few of my things. I take off the wraps of cover that I was balled in before.
“Where are we going?” I ask, still not sure of what was going on. I, however, slipped into my bathrobe and tried to hurry along with him. It seemed really important.
“I’ll fill you in as we go but we have to leave. Right now!” He says and stretches out his hand for me to hold. I won’t simp over how his biceps and triceps strained carrying all the bags with his left arm right now. He pulls me, slowing down when we get to the steps and hurrying his pace again when we are in level ground. He opens the passenger door and goes to load the stuff in the trunk. He then begins to drive
