Damian's P.O.V.
The peaceful atmosphere was shattered in an instant. The air, once warm with the contentment of family, now buzzed with tension. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kiera’s expression shift from one of comfort to alertness.
“What’s going on?” she asked softly, as if afraid the answer would disrupt the delicate peace we’d just begun to build.
I rose slowly, Caelum still cradled in my arms. The baby stirred restlessly, sensing the change in the air. A growl escaped from deep in my chest, but I quickly stifled it. There was no place for anger, not here. Not now.
“Stay with the boys,” I said, my voice low and steady as I gently handed Caelum over to Kiera. She took him without hesitation, her hands instinctively cradling him as she pressed him to her chest.
Her eyes, full of
