Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326: Astral Project 1

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Chapter 326

~Kent’s POV~

—The Shadow Clave—

The air inside the Shadow Clave’s hall was thick with incense, the scent of burning herbs mingling with something darker—something ancient.

The torches lining the stone walls flickered unnaturally, their blue flames casting eerie shadows that danced like spectres.

I kept my posture straight, my hands clasped behind my back as I followed my father through the towering black doors.

The moment we stepped inside, a cold shiver ran down my spine. Not from fear—I had long since learned to keep my emotions locked away—but from the raw power that pulsed through this place.

At the far end of the chamber, Luna Slaton sat on a throne carved from obsidian, her sharp gaze fixed on us.

As beautiful as she was, she was a vision of control, her raven-black hair woven into an intricate braid, her deep violet robes pooling around her like liquid darkness.

Her daughter, Vera Slaton, stood at her right—the woman I was expected to marry. And the one who made me lose my love, Ella.

Vera’s lips curved in a knowing smirk the moment our eyes met, but I didn’t return the expression.

She was beautiful in the way all witches were—otherworldly, almost too perfect. But there was something else beneath her porcelain skin and ice-blue eyes. A hunger.

"Kent Wayne," Luna Slaton greeted, her voice smooth as silk yet sharp as a blade. Her gaze flickered to my father. "And Alpha Wayne. To what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

My father stepped forward, offering a small nod of respect. "Luna Slaton, we come to discuss the matter of the Astral projection with Zia Gold."

The room tensed at the mention of her name. The witches of the Shadow Clave did not take failure lightly, and so far, every attempt to capture Zara had ended in disaster.

Luna Slaton’s expression remained unreadable, but Vera’s smirk widened.

"I assume your presence here means you have finally decided to be of use," Luna mused, her fingers tapping against the armrest of her throne.

I clenched my jaw, ignoring the flash of irritation in my father’s eyes. We weren’t here to be insulted.

The Thorned Crescent had been allies of the Shadow Clave for generations, but Luna Slaton enjoyed reminding us that she was the one pulling the strings.

"I am here because I want this resolved," I said evenly. "Zia has evaded us long enough. We need a new approach."

Luna tilted her head slightly. "Go on."

I glanced at Vera, already knowing she was waiting for her moment to speak.

"She has power," Vera purred, stepping forward and soon she was standing beside me, her fingers trailing along the edge of my sleeve before she turned to her mother.

"That much we know. But brute force won’t work against someone like her. She is too well protected, too well-guarded by Snow and his people. So..." She paused, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "We don’t take her by force. Mum tried that in the Astral Projection to try and awaken her powers and take them but even that failed."

I noticed how Luna’s eyes narrowed, waiting to see the piint in her daughter bringing out her failure.

Luna rose from her throne, her dark robes shifting like shadows. "Very well. You will go to Snow’s mansion. You will do whatever is necessary. And when the time comes..." Her lips curled into something cruel. "Zara will belong to us."