Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Twin Wolves

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Chapter 183

~Author’s POV~

The tension in the mansion was thick, suffocating, as if the very air carried the weight of unspoken rage and fear.

Zade placed Aira gently onto the couch, his eyes scanning her trembling frame. Tempest rushed in almost immediately, her steps hurried and her face filled with concern.

"What happened to her?" Tempest demanded, her sharp gaze locking onto Zade.

Zade straightened, his jaw tightening as he relived the events that had unfolded only moments ago. "Her mate happened."

Tempest froze, her wolf, Summer, growling in the recesses of her mind. "Her what?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief, though deep down, she already knew the answer.

Zade clenched his fists. "Her..." he clenched his fist, finding it hard to call another man Aira’s mate as the word left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Kane showed up. He was demanding me and Storm," Aira chimed.

"He what?" Tempest’s voice rose, her anger bubbling over. Summer’s growl intensified, echoing in Tempest’s mind, fueling her fury.

Aira raised her head, her voice shaking as she spoke. "He came out of nowhere. He... he said I was his, that I couldn’t be with anyone else."

Her words only stoked the fire in Tempest. Her body tensed, and her gaze darted to the door as if she could track him down herself.

Immediately Tempest turned in the direction of the door but before she could move, Zade hurried over and held her back, stopping her from leaving.

"He’s gone." Zade reminded Tempest.

"So? Tracking him is still possible since he dared to come here, Summer wants blood, Zade. She wants repayment for what happened to her twin," she hissed.

Zade’s eyes widened at the revelation. "Twin wolves," he murmured. The rarity of such a bond wasn’t unheard of, but it was uncommon enough to take him by surprise.

He had underestimated the depth of the connection between Aira and Tempest.

Tempest’s fists clenched. "Blood," she muttered, her voice trembling with barely contained rage.

"Blood, blood, blood," Summer chanted in her mind, pushing her further.

Zade gripped her arm firmly. "He’s gone, Tempest. You mustn’t dance to his tone."

"What tone, Zade?" Tempest shot back, her voice breaking. "He doesn’t get to walk away after this. Summer wants justice! And as Aira’s mate, you should want that too."

Zade sighed, his shoulders heavy with the weight of his own restrained anger. "Believe me, I do too. Every time he said the word ’mate,’ it took everything in me not to tear his throat out. But I couldn’t risk a fight. Not with her in the middle of it."

"It doesn’t matter!" Tempest snapped. "It would hurt her to kill him, but he should be gone than risk him coming back for her—or for Storm."

Already sensing the energy from afar, Snow knew something bad was going on. _{freёwebnoѵel.com}