"Very well. I want your son to accompany her," he said. "When we are certain we have removed all threats from Ne'Rin's family, we'll bring her back."
"I will arrange it," Mansr said with a grim nod. "This will not be an easy transition for any of you."
"I know." A'Ran's mind went to Kiera and his sisters. When he knew more, he would be at liberty to share it with his family. But for now, only he and Mansr understood what was about to happen and why it must be kept quiet.
A'Ran wasn't going to allow danger near his lifemate, sisters or the children two of his sisters carried. He'd learned the price of ignoring warning signs the fist time around and nearly lost Kiera in the process. Ne'Rin's family had already produced two traitors too many, and there would be no more.
Resolved yet regretful, A'Ran drew a deep breath. "Arrange it quickly, Mansr. The sooner we know, the sooner she returns."
Mansr nodded. "I understand. You are doing what is best."
This is one time where it doesn't feel like it.