Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184: Tempest’s Anger

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Chapter 184

~Zara’s POV~

Even after Aira’s soft reassurances, Storm’s little face remained etched with worry. His wide, innocent eyes scanned the room, shifting from one adult to another until they locked on Snow.

The determination in his gaze was unmistakable, and I felt my chest tighten at the sight of such a small boy carrying so much concern.

"Daddy," Storm called out, his voice laced with a childlike demand for answers. "What’s wrong? Who made Mommy cry?"

Snow sighed deeply, the weight of the situation visible in his tense shoulders. He walked over to Storm, crouching down so they were at eye level when Aira placed him down.

His hand reached out, ruffling the boy’s hair with a tenderness that never failed to surprise me.

Snow spoke evenly, his blue eyes softening only for Storm. "But don’t worry. Daddy’s going to handle it."

Storm’s tiny fists clenched at his sides, his lips pressing together in defiance. "Let me beat them for hurting Mommy, Daddy!"

Snow’s chuckle was soft and filled with affection. He reached out and gently pried the little fists open. "Not yet, little champ," Snow muttered. "With Daddy here, you don’t need to fight. I’ll protect Mommy until you grow up. Then you can go berserk on anyone who dares hurt her. Deal?"

Storm’s eyes lit up, his determination turning into awe. "Promise?"

Snow leaned closer, his expression serious. "You have my word."

The boy threw his arms around Snow’s neck, holding him tightly. Snow’s arms encircled Storm, pulling him close, and the sight brought a warm ache to my chest.

Just watching them together made me feel safe. If Snow could be this wonderful with Storm, there was no doubt in my mind he’d be an amazing father to our future children.

I glanced at Aira, who sat silently, her hands clasped tightly in her lap as she watched the exchange. Her teary eyes glimmered with gratitude and relief.

Tempest moved next, crouching down to press a soft kiss to Storm’s cheek. "You’re a strong little wolf," she said quietly, her voice thick with emotion. "Mommy is so proud of you, and so am I."

Storm smiled shyly, nodding, and hugged Tempest briefly before she straightened. But as soon as she stood, I saw the storm brewing in her eyes. Without a word, she turned and stormed out of the room, her shoulders stiff with anger.

Concerned, I glanced at Aira, who shook her head. "Go after her," she whispered, her voice hoarse.

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