Chapter 271. Why Does My Mate Smell Like You?

Harry’s POV

These were the best three days of my life.

I hadn’t realized just how empty my existence had been until those days filled it again with color, warmth, and desire. I lay back against the pillows, watching the pretty vampire princess beside me, my chest tight with something dangerously close to hope. Her pale skin glowed faintly in the low light, almost luminous, and her eyes—those deep, mesmerizing eyes—were fixed on me with a softness that made my undead heart feel startlingly alive.

She smiled at me, slow and genuine, and that smile alone unraveled me.

I leaned in, closing the small distance between us, and kissed her. The moment our lips met, it felt familiar, like returning to a song I had once known by heart. She responded instantly, her hand sliding up to the back of my neck, fingers threading