Aurora’s POV
The moment we landed, the tension on Fremor’s back didn’t fade—it only grew thicker, pressing down on my chest. Humberto’s arms were still wrapped around my waist, his presence warm and grounding, but my mind was a storm of chaos.
I couldn’t stop thinking about what awaited us at the castle. About the truth we had yet to uncover. About the unspoken words that lingered between me, Humberto, and Demetri.
Fremor landed with a powerful thud on the terrace, his wings folding as he lowered himself, allowing us to climb off. I hesitated for just a second before moving. The moment my feet touched the ground, I inhaled deeply, trying to steady my racing thoughts.
Humberto was the first to move. He took a step forward, then turned to face me, his dark eyes searching mine.
“Aurora,”
