Leila's POV:
Chase went limp for a split second before he rolled, shoving Drake's heavy body off him. Drake's wolf crumpled to the ground, unmoving.
Ace, who had been laughing triumphantly, went silent, his expression turning to shock.
Chase didn't even spare a glance at the unmoving wolf. His entire focus was fixed on Ace. His voice was a low snarl as he said, "Let her go, Ace. This is between you and me."
Ace's grip on my throat only tightened, his smirk growing. Before either could make another move, Damon appeared, teleporting into the room with his usual unnerving speed. His eyes swept over the scene, taking in the lifeless body of the black wolf and the blood-soaked chaos.
