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Chapter 210
~Zara’s POV~
I closed my eyes as the warm water enveloped me, its heat soothing my muscles but doing little to quiet the raging thoughts in my mind. Astrid’s presence loomed, as calming as it was frustrating.
"You’re angry," she said, her tone soft yet unwavering. "Yes, I knew. They were dormant and..."
I opened my eyes, glaring into the distance. "Why wouldn’t I be, Astrid? You knew I had dormant powers all this time and never said a word?"
Astrid exhaled a sigh, her voice vibrating through my mind. "It wasn’t the right time. You were overwhelmed with everything else—your rebirth, your memories, Snow, Ivan... I wanted to protect you until you were ready."
My jaw clenched. "Ready? How was I supposed to prepare for something I didn’t know existed?"
Silence followed, and I could feel Astrid retreat slightly, giving me space to process.
"I don’t like being blindsided," I muttered, sliding deeper into the water.
"I know," Astrid replied. "And I promise, Zara, I will guide you through this. You’re stronger than you think. You’ve always been stronger."
Her words soothed the sharp edges of my anger, but they didn’t erase it completely. I needed time, and I needed answers.
With a resigned sigh, I stepped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around myself as the water dripped from my skin. I glanced at my reflection in the fogged mirror, the faint glow of the mate mark on my neck a reminder of Snow’s presence in my life.
When I emerged from the bathroom, Snow was sitting on the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on the clock. He looked up as I entered, his features softening.
"You took your time," he teased gently, standing to meet me. He held a glass of warm milk in his hand and extended it toward me.
I took it, the heat from the glass warming my fingers. "I needed it."
Snow didn’t pry, simply brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. "Come to bed. You need to rest."
I nodded, placing the empty glass on the nightstand. I moved to grab a pair of pajamas from the dresser, but Snow stopped me with a gentle hand on my arm.
"I picked these for you," he said, gesturing toward the soft set of pajamas neatly folded on the bed.
I raised an eyebrow, amused. "You’re dressing me now?"
His lips quirked into a smile. "Only because I know how tired you are."
I rolled my eyes but allowed him to help me into the pajamas. His touch was careful, reverent, and my heart swelled with affection.
Once dressed, Snow guided me to bed, pulling the blankets over us as he wrapped an arm around my waist. His fingers trailed lazily through my hair, a soothing rhythm that made it hard to stay tense.
"Zara," he murmured.
"Hmm?" I replied, nuzzling into his chest.
"What do you think our life would have been like if we’d met sooner?"
The question caught me off guard, and I pulled back slightly to meet his gaze. His blue eyes were filled with genuine curiosity and a hint of longing.
"I think," I began slowly, "that we’d still find each other, no matter what. Maybe it would’ve been less complicated, or maybe we’d have more challenges to overcome. But I believe we’re meant to be, Snow. In every life."
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~Kaid’s POV~
I smirked, smoothing my jacket. "It’s not about the entrance; it’s about the presence." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
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