Haniel's POV
I felt Aitana’s confusion as I severed her connection to our shared consciousness. It wasn’t something I enjoyed doing, but the Moon Goddess’ restrictions were absolute—there were things Aitana could not know yet. Not until she was ready, and I couldn't overcome that command easily.
Sebastian’s crimson eyes burned into me, his Alpha aura pressing against my own. "Explain," he demanded, his voice rough with barely leashed fury.
Tristan, though calmer, was no less intense. His fingers twitched at his sides, as if resisting the urge to reach for my neck. They hated it when I did this, but it was necessary. I wanted to the same thing back at the pack, when Aitana first shifted, but my horny side got the best of me and I made them angry.
I exhaled, gathering my thoughts. "The
