Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: My Son 1

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Chapter 319

~Storm’s POV~

It happened fast when a white cloth soaked in something was pressed against my nose and mouth.

I thrashed, trying to push him away, but his grip was strong and my vision blurred.

The last thing I saw before everything went dark was his face.

Smiling.

Like he had won.

I winced at the headache splitting my brain and blinked. And now, I was here.

Somewhere dark. Somewhere cold.

And I was alone without my mom, my daddy Snow, and Auntie Zara. I couldn’t save her either. I hope Daddy Snow will.

I spent a few minutes like that while my head hurt.

My arms felt heavy, and my mouth was dry like I had eaten too many crackers without water.

I pushed myself up slowly, blinking at the dim light around me. The room smelt weird—like rust and something old and rotten. The floor beneath me was rough, cold stone, and there were thick metal bars in front of me.

It was annoying that the man who claimed to be my father kept me in a cage—a dungeon.

I panicked, but I swallowed it down. Daddy Snow always said panicking made people stupid. And I wasn’t stupid.

I was smart. I was trained. I was Snow Zephyr’s son. So I needed to think. What would Daddy Snow do?

My fingers twitched as I reached into my pocket for my phone.

If I could just call Dad—

My heart dropped. It was gone.

I patted my pockets again, frantically checking every inch of my pants. Nothing.

No. No, no, no.

I bit my lip hard, trying to think. Had it fallen out? Maybe when he carried me? Or—

The sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor. Heavy. Slow. It was coming closer. I clenched my fists as a figure appeared outside the bars.

Him.

He stood there, hands in his pockets, his dark eyes gleaming like he had already won some kind of prize.

"My name is Kane," he said smoothly, tilting his head slightly. "Nice to meet you, son."

I stared at him, refusing to speak. He smirked, pulling something from his pocket.

When I looked closer I realised what it was. My phone.

"Looking for this?" he asked, holding it up between two fingers.

I tensed, my jaw clenching.

He shook his head, laughing under his breath. "Nah. I figured you were smart. You had to be, considering you have my genes."

I narrowed my eyes.

In my head, I scoffed.

"You mean, I have my mother’s genes, and I was trained well by Daddy Snow, dumbass."

But I didn’t say it out loud.

Because smart wolves don’t poke sleeping bears.

And right now, I needed to be very, very smart.

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~Aira’s POV~

I sat on the edge of my bed as my mind felt like it was becoming an endless loop of fear and regret.

Storm. My baby. My heart.

He was gone.

I had screamed, cried, and begged for answers. But nothing. Nothing made the agony of his disappearance any less crushing. Snow had promised he would find him, but the waiting, the uncertainty—it was killing me. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

"My son is finally with his father."

"Give me back my son."

"If you want to see him again, how about a reunion, mate? Come to this address."