Chase's POV:
I stood by the window of the suite, watching the sun creep higher over the horizon. My eyes scanned the streets below, every sense heightened, every nerve on edge. Somewhere out there, danger was lurking, waiting to make its move. And I would be damned if I let it come anywhere near Leila or Ash.
Leila's sharp words pulled me out of my thoughts. "Okay, now what? So apparently, we have something on our tail, and there's a bond between you and my son, which I haven't quite wrapped my head around yet. What am I supposed to do with all of this? How is my life supposed to move forward with all this complication?"
Her voice was filled with frustration, and I didn't blame her. She hadn't asked for any of this—for me, for the mate bond, for the danger that seemed to follow me like a shadow. Hell, she'd done everything in her power to avoid it, and yet, fate had brought her to this point. To me.
Don't forget Drake for it cannot end without circling back 2 him