Chase's POV:
It had been three days since Leila and Ash came into my life—three days that felt like both a whirlwind and the start of something solid, though admittedly chaotic. Ash was a ball of endless energy, bouncing from one thing to the next with the kind of enthusiasm that only a child could muster. I found myself scrambling to keep up with him, finding ways to keep him entertained. Honestly, he was starting to wear me out, which was both amusing and humbling. For centuries, I'd faced down enemies, ruled over my people with firm resolve, and carried the weight of a crown without faltering. And now? I was losing to a three-year-old with boundless energy and an insatiable curiosity.
The kid had me wrapped around his finger.
