_Mira's POV_
I packed my bag quickly, throwing in clothes, a few personal items, and my favorite book. My hands trembled as I worked, the weight of everything Alpha Roger had said pressing down on me. My dad moved through the house, locking windows and checking the doors. I could hear the soft clink of keys and the scrape of bolts sliding into place. It felt like we were sealing up more than just our home; we were locking away the life we’d known before all of this.
As I finished with my room, I heard the sound of a car horn outside. My heart leaped. I rushed to the window and peered out. A sleek black SUV was parked in front of the house, and to my surprise, Killian stepped out of the driver’s seat. He looked terrible. Bandages wrapped around his arms, his torso, and even his neck, and
