“Why can’t I smell you?” Kingston asked as we made our way out of the hotel.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean I can’t smell you or Chase.”
“I don’t know. I’m not hiding my scent.”
“It’s weird.”He said, shaking his head.
We piled into our rental car as Kingston gave us directions to a cabin not far from the packland.
“Stay here and rest. We will figure out what to do in the morning. The frig is stocked.”
He shifted and took off running.
Once inside the simple cabin, I started making dinner as Chase put together the pack-n-play for the boys to sleep.
After eating dinner and giving the boys a bath, they quickly fell asleep.
“How are you feeling?” Chase asked.
“Worried about my family.”
“I know, babe, but you need rest before we go up against King Cayden.”
“I know you’re right
