Aitana's POV
The hot water did wonders for my body. I considered bathing, but in the end, I just took a shower because we had urgent issues to deal with.
Haniel stirred in my mind as I toweled off, her presence sharp with anticipation. "They're waiting for you," she murmured.
I froze, the damp towel clutched in my hands. "They? Does that mean that Sebastian returned?"
"Yes," Haniel replied, wagging her tail. "I can feel Azrael's and Remiel's impatience."
"Only theirs?" I questioned with a quirked eyebrow.
"Yep."
I gave her a blank look. "We can't pounce on them; we need to talk, remember?"
"Fine," she grumbled, her tail flicking in irritation. "But if they start something, I’m not holding back."
I rolled my eyes, quickly drying off before pulling on simple clothes—black leggi
