Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365: An Opportunity

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Chapter 365

~Zara’s POV~

After a moment, I pulled back just enough to look at Snow. He cupped my face gently, his thumb tracing my cheek as our lips met in a slow, lingering kiss.

Warmth spread through me, grounding me, reminding me that no matter how crazy everything got, this—we—were real.

When we finally broke apart, I leaned my forehead against his.

"You didn’t come home last night," I murmured. "Where were you?"

Snow sighed, his grip on my waist tightening slightly. "I came home... but I had to leave again. I needed to clear my head. I didn’t want to disturb you."

I frowned, stepping back slightly to search his face. "Clear your head about what?"

His jaw tensed, but then he shook his head. "Nothing you need to worry about."

I stared at him for a long moment, knowing he wasn’t telling me everything. But I also knew better than to push him when he wasn’t ready.

For now.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to change the subject. "I had another Astra projection last night."

Snow’s entire body went rigid. "What?"

I nodded, moving back to my desk and sitting on the edge. "It was like the last one, but... different. This time, it was cut short. Before the head witch could attack, something—or someone—pulled me back."

Snow stepped closer, his brows furrowed in concern. "Could it have been your mother’s training that did it?"

"I don’t know," I admitted. "But I don’t think it was. The first time, I broke free on my own. This time... I was pulled back forcefully, as if someone else didn’t want me to be there."

Snow’s expression darkened. "That’s not good, Zara."

I exhaled, rubbing my arms. "I know. But if the witches are trying to keep me from uncovering something, it means I’m getting close to the truth. And I need to find out what it is before it’s too late."

Snow ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident in his posture. "You’re playing a dangerous game, love."

I gave him a small, determined smile. "Then it’s a good thing I don’t play to lose."

Snow’s lips twitched, but the worry never left his eyes.

Neither of us spoke for a moment, the weight of the unknown pressing heavily between us.

Finally, Snow sighed, taking my hand and pressing a kiss to my knuckles. "Whatever happens, we face it together."

"Together," I agreed, squeezing his hand.

Even as I said the words, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was coming. Something big that I might not be prepared for.

"Also, know that whenever you are ready, I am always here to talk."

"How did you... I’m...?"

A knock on our door interrupted us. "Come in," I called out and Taylor popped her head outside.

"Hello, Za... Sir." Snow gave a nod for her to continue. "Umm, your presence is required. Both of you."