Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206: Revealed

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Chapter 206

~Zara’s POV~

The cool night air slipped through the slightly ajar window, brushing against my skin as I lay nestled against Snow. His steady, soft and rhythmic breathing was to the tranquillity of the room.

The earlier passion between us had left me warm and content. I snuggled closer to his chest, feeling the strength of his arms wrapped protectively around me.

The way he held me always made me feel safe, as though nothing in the world could touch me when I was with him.

But tonight, sleep felt elusive. My mind kept replaying snippets of the day, from the warmth in Snow’s gaze to the lingering unease at the edge of my thoughts.

The faint buzz of my phone on the nightstand pulled me from my musings. Careful not to disturb Snow, I reached over and unlocked the screen.

The message was from Ivan.

My stomach tightened as I read the words:

Ivan: So, the Lycan King has his sights on you now, huh? Must feel like a prize. Tell me, Zara—did you whore yourself to catch his attention, or was it just luck?

Anger surged through me and my grip on the phone tightened. I wanted to scream, to throw the device against the wall, to storm into Ivan’s life and make him regret every vile word he’d ever said.

But I couldn’t. Not now.

Snow shifted slightly beside me, his arms instinctively pulling me closer in his sleep. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. Ivan wasn’t worth waking Snow over.

I turned off the screen, placing the phone face down on the nightstand. Closing my eyes, I willed myself to forget the message and focus on the warmth of Snow’s embrace.

Eventually, sleep came, but it was not the restful reprieve I had hoped for.

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The dream came swiftly, pulling me into a world of shadows and memories.

I was standing in a forest—a dense, dark place with towering trees whose gnarled branches stretched like claws against a starless sky.

And there, in the clearing ahead, I saw myself.

My lifeless body lay on the ground, pale and still, a stark contrast against the dark earth while Ivan and Clarissa stood over me, their faces cold and indifferent.

"Get rid of it," Ivan said, his voice devoid of emotion.

Clarissa snorted, tossing her hair back. "And here I thought she’d put up more of a fight. Pathetic. Come on."

"No need speaking to dead meat. She was good for what she was good for. Now, it doesn’t matter anymore."

"Well, if not for her father’s company, you wouldn’t have had to bear with her all these." Clarissa stared at my body like garbage, and I hated them even for it.