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Chapter 303
~Zara’s POV~
I turned just in time to see Aira striding in, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders as her little son, Storm, toddled beside her. freёwebnovel.com
"Aira!" I beamed, getting up from my chair to embrace her.
She hugged me tightly before I pulled back to ruffle Storm’s soft hair. "And look at you," I said, crouching slightly to hug him. "You’ve grown so much!"
Storm giggled, burying his face into his mother’s leg before peeking up at me. "Auntie Zara," he mumbled, his tiny voice making my heart melt.
"Come and give me a good hug, my little Storm."
"He is shy?" Snow asked. "That’s new." Snow leaned back in his chair, his lips twitching in amusement. "Looks like someone missed you."
Aira chuckled. "That’s because I threatened to spill about how he went on and on about Zara and missing her. Even more than his daddy, Snow."
"Mum!" little Storm protested.
My eyes sparkled. "Come here, fella. I love and miss you too."
Storm finally let Aira go and ran in for a hug.
Aira smirked. "Well, we both did."
"Have you had dinner?" Storm shook his head. "Well, you guys come and have your seats. It’s dinner time."
We all settled down at the table. I instructed for their meal to be served, and we all dived into our meal with conversation flowing between us.
Aira asked about my health, and I assured her I was fine. The conversation shifted from my time at my mother’s pack to Storm’s new habit of sneaking cookies when Aira wasn’t looking.
Everything felt warm, and familiar. Safe.
Until Aira’s phone vibrated on the table.
She glanced at the screen, and instantly, the colour drained from her face.
I frowned. "Aira? What’s wrong?"
Her fingers hovered over the phone, hesitation flashing in her eyes.
I leaned closer, my curiosity growing. "Who is it?"
Aira swallowed and whispered. "Kane."
The name sent a chill through the air.
Her first mate. The man who had betrayed her.
And just like that, the peaceful dinner took a sharp turn.
The tension in the room thickened as Snow’s entire demeanour shifted. His usually calm, controlled aura darkened, his jaw tightening as he exhaled sharply through his nose.
"What the fuck did he say?" Snow growled, his piercing blue eyes locked on Aira.
Aira hesitated, fingers trembling slightly as she picked up her phone. Her eyes scanned the message once more before she read it aloud.
"I want..."
She stopped, her throat tightening.
Snow’s expression turned lethal, his fists clenching against the table. "Go on," he urged, his voice controlled but laced with something dangerous.
Aira swallowed hard and continued.
"I want to see you, Aira. We need to talk. It’s been years, and you can’t keep my son from me. I won’t allow it anymore. If you won’t come to me, I will come to you."
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