C112 CHAPTER HUNDRED ELEVEN

Vincent pov

We lie in bed; Enya sleeps in my arms, and I can't fall asleep. Even when I try to close my eyes, I'm too excited to pass out. Now, I know what absolute bliss feels like. To be one with my mate and hold her while she sleeps is something I wouldn't change for the world.

I run my fingers through her hair, and something unusual catches my eye