Leila's POV:
The adrenaline from the fight still surged through my veins, leaving my body trembling and my senses heightened. My muscles ached from the effort, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. The rogue vampire lay lifeless on the ground at my feet, but my mind was far from the battle. My eyes were fixed on Chase.
It was like everything had shifted, and now I could see him clearly for what he was. The vampire who had been trailing me, the one who had annoyed the hell out of me, the one who had stalked me through my life with that impossible persistence—he was my mate. He was mine.
And I was his.
