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Chapter 20
~Snow’s POV~
Just as I felt our tongue collide, her sweet taste mixing in my head and mind as her scent washed over me, intoxicating Glacier, the door burst open and a small voice echoed through the room. "Daddy! Daddy!"
I blinked, caught off guard by the familiar voice. I wasn’t expecting this—especially not now. Zara instantly pulled back, her wide eyes reflecting her shock and confusion as she stared at the boy.
I could feel her emotions shift. She glanced at me briefly, her gaze flickering with something that clenched my heart.
I panicked. Without waiting for an explanation, Zara stepped back, muttering an excuse before bolting for the door.
I raised my hand, intending to call her back, but seeing her hurry away, I hesitated, letting my arm drop. I watched as she threw one last look at the boy—at me—before disappearing behind the closing door.
My chest tightened. I didn’t even realize how much it hurt seeing that flash of vulnerability in her eyes. But I didn’t have time to dwell on it.
"Daddy!"
The young boy leaped into my arms, interrupting my spiraling thoughts. His small arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me back into the moment.
I hugged him tightly, my heart softening at his presence. But as I lifted my gaze, I caught Zara peeking through the door one last time before it shut completely.
She was gone, leaving an inexplicable emptiness behind.
Glacier felt it too, whining from her absence but now was not the time.
"Daddy, I’m back!"
I forced a smile, ruffling the boy’s messy blonde hair. "Hello, little Storm," I greeted, doing my best to focus on him.
"I’m not little!" Storm puffed out his chest, trying to look tough. "I’m a grown man now!"
I chuckled at his adorable attempt at maturity. "Oh, is that so? When did you become a grown man?"
He crossed his arms, his small face serious. "I’m almost eight now. Grown men don’t need to go to school anymore."
I raised an eyebrow, amused. "Almost eight, huh? Well, let me tell you, even grown men need to finish their school."
Storm huffed in frustration, clearly not pleased with that response. Before we could continue, my chauffeur burst into the office, bowing deeply.
"I’m terribly sorry, Alpha," he apologized, breathlessly. "Young master Storm insisted on seeing you before heading home. He wouldn’t stop crying."
I glanced down at Storm, who was already pouting, giving him a disapproving look. "What did we say about coming to see me at work?" I asked in a firm but gentle tone.
Storm’s face scrunched up in a mix of defiance and guilt. "It’s mid-term break, Daddy! I didn’t want to go home. I wanted to see you first."
My heart softened immediately. He was always stubborn like that. I sighed, running a hand through his hair again. "You should have gone straight home, but I understand. You’re just too stubborn."
"Sounds like somebody I know." I glared at my chauffeur knowing who he meant. Ignoring him, my focus went back to Storm.
"Aren’t you supposed to be in boarding school? Why are you here?"
Storm’s gaze dropped, his shoulders slumping in defiance. "It’s mid-term break, Dad," he muttered.
I raised an eyebrow. "And you decided to sneak off to see me without warning?"
Storm’s eyes flashed up, a hint of rebellion sparkling within. "I wanted to see you first. My fault for missing you so much."
My expression softened, remembering the countless times I’d wished for similar surprises during my own tumultuous childhood.
She pouted, ignoring the sharpness in my voice. "Aren’t you happy to see me? I heard he’d be leaving school early, so I came to see him. He was eager to see you, just like I was." freёwebnoѵel.com
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