Aitana's POV
Haniel's urgent voice ripped through my peaceful sleep like a blade. "Aitana, we need to move."
My eyes flew open, instantly alert. Moonlight still streamed through the window, but it wouldn't take long until dawn broke. Sebastian and Tristan were deeply asleep by my side, and getting out of their embrace would be difficult.
Perhaps I shouldn't have told them to stay the night, but I wanted to be selfish and spend some time with them before I left.
"They won't wake up; I will help you with that," Haniel said, trying to sound reassuring. However, an edge to his voice set my nerves on fire.
I hesitated, glancing down at Sebastian’s arm draped protectively over my waist, Tristan’s fingers loosely tangled in my hair. Their steady breathing starkly contrasted with the tensi
