Kiera’s POV****
The morning sun filtered through the bedroom window, casting a warm glow on the chaos around me. Suitcases lay open on the bed, half-filled with clothes and essentials. Bane was packing meticulously, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to my anxious pacing.
Koda sat on the floor, surrounded by his favorite toys, watching me with wide eyes as I sorted through his belongings. My heart ached seeing his innocence, knowing we were taking him into a potentially dangerous situation.
“Koda, honey, come here,” I called, kneeling down to his level. He scrambled over, his little hands clutching his stuffed wolf.
“Yes, Mama?”
I took a deep breath, trying to keep my voice steady. “Remember how you told me about the bad dad and the bad grandpa? No matter what they say to you, I don’
