Aitana's POV
Leonardo led me down a long, opulent hallway, his strides brisk. He didn’t speak, but I could practically feel the tension rolling off him in waves.
"He’s conflicted," Haniel observed. "He doesn’t trust you, but he’s intrigued."
"It would be weird if he trusted us. We practically came here and threatened to reveal his biggest secret," I pointed out.
Perhaps my approach had been too straightforward, but I thought it was better to do it that way. Leonardo reminded me of Tristan when he first became Alpha.
"Eww! How can you compare them?!" Haniel growled in disgust. "Tristan was never this slimy."
I smirked. "You are right, Tristan was not slimy, but he was arrogant and let his parents control the pack instead of telling them to f**k off."
I kept my expression neutral,
