Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Belongs To Me

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Chapter 155

~ Zara’s POV~

I sat there, feeling the weight of Zade’s revelation pressing down on me like a heavy blanket. Every word he spoke felt like a piece of a puzzle I didn’t know existed suddenly snapping into place.

"You’re telling me," my voice was quiet but edged with disbelief, "that everything I thought I knew... isn’t real? That my parents, the people who raised me, aren’t my real family?"

Zade’s gaze softened as he leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees. "They are real in the sense that they’ve loved you and raised you. But your roots, Zara... your true identity, it’s with the Golden Claw Pack. Our pack. Our family."

His words settled into my mind, sparking memories I’d buried long ago—small fragments of laughter beneath a towering tree, a warm voice singing an unfamiliar lullaby, the feel of a hand in mine as we ran through an endless stretch of greenery.

"You said... I was taken," I whispered, staring at the ground.

He nodded. "When our pack was attacked, chaos erupted. Our Gamma’s wife thought she was protecting you by taking you away. She had no idea it would spark a chain of reaction that will result in us losing you forever. For years, we searched but we couldn’t find you."

I swallowed hard, my throat tight. "Why now? Why did you find me now, after all this time?"

Zade exhaled, his shoulders slumping slightly. "It wasn’t easy. We stayed hidden for years, rebuilding after the attack. When Andrew mentioned someone who resembled my mother, I knew I had to find out. And when I saw you..." He trailed off, his voice breaking slightly.

I hugged my arms to myself, trying to hold my emotions together. "I don’t know what to do with this," I admitted, tears streaming down my face.

"You don’t have to do anything right now," he said gently. "Just... let it sink in. I’ll be here, Zara. Always. In whatever way you need me."

His words carried a warmth that somehow comforted the storm raging inside me. I was angry at everyone, myself for forgetting, my parents for hiding the truth and...

A gasp tore through my lips as realisatioj dawned on me.

My mother... The past years played through my mind and some of her indifferent treatment. But above all only one thought remained etched into my head—Ivan.

She did not carehow terribly Ivan behaved to me and was willing to sacrifice me to get what she wanted. What true mother would do that to their child?

Zade caught whiff of my reaction and was bothered. When he asked, I shook my head, brushing off the thoughts.

"I’ll need to confront my family wit this news first." He nodded in the best hospitable manner.

"Let’s get you home first. Youve had to process so much," Zade said after a long pause. "You’ve been through enough for one day."

I nodded, too overwhelmed to argue. He got me an ice cream cone which I was grateful for as the coldness seeped into my being, grounding me back to reality, though I wished it could numb this pain within me.

The drive back was quiet save for the My thoughts swirled with fragments of Zade’s story, the DNA results, and the familiarity I’d always felt around him.

It all started to make sense—the sense of safety I felt with him, the flashes of memories I couldn’t place, the ease with which we connected. Deep down, some part of me knew he was telling the truth.

When we arrived at the house, Zade parked the car and walked around to open my door. I stepped out slowly, the weight of the day pressing down on me.