Aitana's POV
The hotel room was too quiet.
I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers drumming nervously against my thighs. Sebastian and Tristan had brought me here; this might be the nicest hotel in the area, but it was not luxurious. I was fine with it; I had gotten used to sleeping on the ground, but I'm not sure if Tristan and Sebastian would be able to sleep here.
"They are werewolves, and I'm sure Sebastian is used to sleeping in places like this," Haniel said, trying to comfort me.
That's right... I had forgotten. Sebastian didn't have an easy life. I'm not even sure how he got the position of Alpha King. I should ask him about it. After our talk.
They went out to get food for me. I insisted they didn't need to go; my stomach was too knotted with guilt to even think about eat
