Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Mum

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Chapter 165

~Zara’s POV~

A sense of unease settled over me—the weight of the dream, the explosion, and now this revelation pressing down like a heavy burden.

"What now?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Zade placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "Now, we protect you. No matter what."

Snow’s expression darkened, a fierce determination blazing in his eyes. "And we find out who’s behind this. Whoever they are, they have just declared war."

As I absorbed his words, I felt like this was only the beginning—something darker and more dangerous was at play than we realized.

And somehow, I was at the center of it all.

Traditional charm filled the packhouse’s spacious hallways. Ancient tapestries and ornate wooden panels lined the walls. Yet, even amidst the grand decor, I couldn’t shake the feeling that tension was in the air—like the calm before a storm.

As we walked, Zade’s phone buzzed. He fished it from his pocket, his brows furrowing slightly as he read the message. "It’s the annual Alpha Ball," he said, glancing up. "The invitation just came in."

Snow’s expression hardened. "I got mine, too," he muttered.

"What’s this Alpha Ball?" I asked, curiosity piqued. I knew it sounded a bit strange to them, given that my father, no matter how small our pack was, was still an alpha.

But I barely concerned myself with those things and focused on my life.

"It’s an annual gathering of all the pack leaders," Zade explained, his voice tinged with the seriousness of tradition. "Alphas discuss alliances, share news, and flaunt their power. It’s politics disguised as a celebration."

Snow turned to me, his eyes narrowing. "You’re not going."

"Excuse me?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"It’s too dangerous," he said flatly. "With everything happening—the explosion, Marcus, the Thorned Crescent—it’s not safe for you to be there."

"Snow," I said firmly, meeting his gaze. "I won’t let some ’dead man walking’, dictate my life. I’m going."

A flicker of surprise crossed his face before his jaw tightened. "It’s not just Marcus—"

"I know the risks," I interrupted, "but hiding isn’t going to solve anything. I refuse to live in fear."

Beside me, Zade smiled, a glimmer of pride in his eyes. "Well said, sis."

Snow looked between us frustratedly but he didn’t argue further. Instead, he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Fine. But if you’re going, I’m staying by your side the entire time."

"Deal," I said with a small smile.

As we continued down the hall, a new thought struck me. "I want to visit my parents tomorrow," I said suddenly. "I need to confront them about the truth of my parentage."

Zade and Snow exchanged a glance.

"I’ll go with you," Snow said immediately.

"You don’t have to," Zade said, raising a hand. "I’ll accompany her. I need to thank her family for protecting her all these years."

Snow’s eyes narrowed, clearly not liking the idea of not being with me and protecting me should anything happen.

I know he was aware of Zade’s potential. I could sense it in my very being. Whatever training he underwent over the years undoubtedly shaped him in this way.

Deep down, I couldn’t help but wonder, should he and Snow have a fallout, who would win?