Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316: What Really Happened

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Chapter 316

~Zara’s POV~

I gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My heart was still pounding, my emotions tangled between anger, guilt, and something else I couldn’t name.

They didn’t believe me.

Not Aira. Not Zade.

Only Snow had defended me, but even he had hesitated.

But this wasn’t about me. It was about Storm.

And as I sped down the dark roads, my mind churned through everything I had seen.

The hooded figures. The strange language. The force field that trapped me.

Force field, just like we hear in movies but there was no scientific stuff own there. Which means it was pure witchcraft.

And then—him.

Kent Wayne.

Or, as I had once known him, Styles.

A sick feeling twisted in my stomach. If Kent was truly part of the Thorned Crescent, then that meant...

"Kane," I whispered. "Don’t tell me Kane is working with the Thorned Crescent."

The pieces clicked into place too easily.

Kane wanted power. Thorned Crescent had it. Above that, he wanted Aira and Storm. And Thorned Crescent could help him get it.

Why was it that it was at the point where they got me distracted that Kane stole his son? Shit.

Even the thought till now gives me jitters.

Storm was Kane’s leverage—his blood tie to Aira, Snow, and Alpha Storm’s bloodline. If he handed Storm over to the Thorned Crescent, they would gain something valuable.

And if the Thorned Crescent was involved...

This was bigger than just Kane taking his son back.

My throat tightened, my pulse racing as I grabbed my phone and quickly dialled Snow.

He picked up immediately. "Zara?"

"I have something," I said, my voice rushed. "I think I know what Kane’s planning."

Snow was silent for a beat before exhaling. "Where are you? I was about searching every part pf the city for you."

I hesitated. "I—"

"Please," he interrupted. His voice was softer now, urgent. "Zara, let’s talk. I need to see you."

I swallowed hard.

I was still hurt. Still reeling from how no one had believed me.

But this wasn’t about me.

I took a shaky breath before giving him the location of a small, secluded hotel on the outskirts of town.

"I’ll be there in thirty minutes," he promised.

I ended the call and pressed the gas pedal, driving straight to my destination.

*******************~Thirty Minutes Later~

The hotel was quiet, tucked between tall trees that made it feel hidden from the rest of the world. I had barely settled into my room when a knock sounded at the door.

I took a deep breath before opening it, already knowing who it would be anyway.

Snow stood there, his expression unreadable. But his eyes—those deep blue eyes that had always held warmth—looked stormy.

Without a word, I stepped aside, letting him in.