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Chapter 11
~Zara's POV~
The ride back home was quiet like before which I found a little upsetting.
I knew he had a lot to ask me but kept quiet. Was he waiting for me to open up myself?
Snow...
The tension hummed between us. While his silence was one thing, I had another matter to think of... my wolf.
Astrid was forced to the surface when his wolf's aura pushed out before. Ever since our third rebirth, she'd been on a low but just now... it felt as though she was eagerly telling him of her presence while being in approval of our chosen husband.
As soon as we arrived, standing at the porch of the house, I turned to Snow. "Thanks for the ride," I mumbled, reaching for the door handle.
But before I could step in after opening the door, Snow's hand wrapped around my wrist and he pulled me back. His grip was firm but not rough.
I stumbled slightly but caught myself quickly, my body pressing against his and his gaze locked onto mine—intense and unwavering.
I could feel the heat radiating from him, his eyes darkening as they bored into me. For a second, I couldn't breathe.
What was this all about?
Astrid stirred inside me, pushing forward as if pulled by some invisible force. I could feel Snow's wolf rising to meet her, the air around us filled with their combined energy.
But then Snow's eyes glinted, a smirk spreading across his lips as he regained control effortlessly, forcing his wolf back.
I swallowed. "What's wrong?" I asked, trying to sound casual, but my voice betrayed me with a slight tremor.
Astrid was one hard beast to tame when she wanted to be stubborn.
"Shouldn't I be getting more thanks than that, wifey?" he murmured, his tone low and teasing.
I blinked, caught off guard. So that's what all this was about—the way I thanked him?
"Thanks?" I repeated, searching his face.
Just when I thought I'd be free after saying the second magic word, I wasn't. His hold was firm, preventing me from leaving.
I was speechless at this point, but Snow continued, "I just saved my wife from her..."
"I didn't need your help back there. I was handling it just fine."
His smirk widened, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Is that what you call it?" I lifted my brow. "Looked to me like you were about to start a fight."
"And I would have finished it," I shot back, lifting my chin defiantly.
He chuckled softly, his breath warm against my skin. "I don't doubt that for a second, Zara. But I prefer to protect what's mine."
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