Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366: Getting Her Out

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Chapter 366

~Snow’s POV~

The moment Zara was gone, my father leaned back in his chair, studying me intently. "Stay," he ordered when I stood up, ready to leave.

I exhaled quietly. I had a feeling this was coming.

For a brief second, I wondered if this was about my stepbrother—or worse, Ivan. But to my surprise, it wasn’t.

"You’ve been distracted lately, son," my father said bluntly. "What is it?"

I stiffened.

I masked my expression immediately, but I knew my father. He could read me better than most people.

"It’s nothing, Dad," I lied smoothly. "Just that those roaches of witches want Zara. And I... I need to stop them."

He studied me for a long moment before nodding slowly. "Okay. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask. The pack is yours. I am only standing in for you until you’re ready."

I gave him a curt nod. "I know. Thank you, Father."

His lips quirked in approval. "Good. Then focus on what’s ahead."

He stood, signaling the conversation was over.

"Oh, and one more thing," he added as I reached the door. "Your trip... you leave tomorrow morning. Be prepared."

I let out a slow breath before nodding once. "Understood."

As I stepped out of the office, my mind raced.

Tomorrow morning. That’s just what I do not need. Fine, after my trip, I will tell Zara everything.

A part of me was relieved to be leaving for a while—to put some distance between me and Vera.

But another part of me dreaded it.

Because deep down, I knew. By the time I returned, everything might be different, especially Zara.

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~Ella’s POV~

I sat on the couch in my room, absentmindedly running my fingers over my bandaged leg. The past few days had been a mess of emotions, pain, and confusion. My body was healing, but my mind felt cluttered.

Just as I was lost in my thoughts, a knock came at the door.

Before I could answer, Ares strode in, his tall frame dominating the space. He didn’t bother waiting for an invitation—typical.

"Morning, sweetheart," he drawled, smirking as he leaned against the doorframe.

I rolled my eyes. "Who let you in?"

"Zara," he shrugged. "I told her I’m taking you out for a walk, maybe the park, maybe the movies. Stretch your legs a little."

I blinked. "What?"

"You heard me," Ares said, crossing the room and plopping down beside me. He draped an arm over the back of the couch, his body angled toward mine. "You’ve been cooped up in here too long. A little fresh air won’t kill you, princess."

Zara suddenly appeared at the door, arms crossed. "Are you sure about this, Ares?"

"Absolutely," he answered without missing a beat. "I’ll take good care of her."

Zara gave me a questioning look. "Ella?"

I was about to answer when a sharp headache suddenly struck, making me wince. My fingers pressed against my temple as a wave of dizziness washed over me.

"Ella?" Zara’s voice became concerned.

I blinked rapidly, trying to steady myself. My gaze flickered toward the hallway, and that’s when I saw her—Vani.

My breathing quickened. What was that?

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At the Park