Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349: In My house

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Chapter 350

~Snow’s POV~

By the time I pulled into the driveway of the mansion, the tension in my chest loosened ever so slightly.

The sight of warm lights glowing from the windows and the familiar smell of home made everything feel a little less chaotic. This was my sanctuary—or at least, it had been.

I stepped inside, shrugging off my coat. Zara was in the living room, her back to me as she adjusted one of Storm’s toys on the shelf.

"Hey, love," I called, and she turned, her face lighting up immediately.

"Snow!" she said, rushing toward me. Her arms wrapped around me in a tight hug, and I buried my face in her hair, letting the stress of the day melt away for a moment.

When she pulled back, though, her expression turned serious. "We need to talk."

I raised an eyebrow, leading her to the couch. "What happened?"

"It’s Ella," she began, her voice soft but tinged with worry. "She was attacked, Snow. She’s hurt."

"What?" I straightened immediately, concern tightening my chest.

Zara nodded, her hands wringing in her lap. "She’s okay now, but... it was bad. A witch attacked her. She’s got a wounded leg and—Snow, I brought her here. She’s in the guest room."

I frowned slightly, but not out of disapproval. Ella was Zara’s closest friend, practically family. If she was in danger, this was the safest place for her.

"You did the right thing," I said, reaching for her hand.

Her shoulders relaxed, and she leaned against me, her head resting on my chest. "Thank you. I just... I can’t lose her."

"You won’t," I promised, stroking her hair. "She’s safe here. We’ll keep her safe. My only worry is that Shadow Clave is moving fast, love. This is a matter of concern."

"I know." Zara looked up at me, her eyes filled with gratitude and something deeper. For a moment, everything else faded—the mess with Vera, the bond, the lies. It was just Zara and me, and I was reminded why she was my chosen mate, my wife, my world.

"Come on," she said after a while, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Let’s have dinner. You must be starving."

I nodded, following her to the dining room, where the table was already set. We shared a quiet meal, the kind where no words were needed, just the comfort of each other’s presence.

Later that night, as we lay in bed, Zara snuggled close, her hand resting on my chest. "I’m glad you’re here," she murmured, her voice thick with sleep.

I pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I’m always here, love."

As she drifted off, I stared at the ceiling, my chest tight with the weight of the truth I still hadn’t told her. Tomorrow, I promised myself. Tomorrow, I’ll start whether Glacier liked it or not.

******************~The Next Morning~

I woke to the smell of fresh coffee and Zara’s laughter drifting from the kitchen. When I joined her on the terrace for breakfast, the sunlight streaming through the trees, I decided today was the day to start easing into the truth.

Zara handed me a mug of coffee, her smile as radiant as the morning sun. "You’re in a good mood," she teased, taking a seat across from me.

"Mate," he rumbled, his possessiveness clawing at my resolve.

"I know." I snapped back internally.