Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409: Snow’s Internal War

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Chapter 409

~Zara’s POV~

My fists tightened at my sides. "What if there are more out there? It does matter, Zara. Stop being stubborn and listen to me."

Her eyes flashed with defiance. "No."

I didn’t think. I moved. My hand wrapped around her wrist, pulling her to me. Too close.

"You are mine," I growled, knowing my words would infuriate her, but I didn’t care about pretending. I wanted Zara. "And you will do as I say for your safety, Zara."

She stiffened, her pulse quickening beneath my fingers. She felt it. She still felt me.

But then, her defiance struck. "Not anymore."

The words felt like a knife to the gut, and my grip faltered, but I didn’t let go. I couldn’t.

I softened my voice, desperate now. "Zara, please stop this. My mark is still engraved on your neck. I love you. So please, let me protect you."

She hesitated, just for a second. I saw it.

But then her walls slammed back up, harder than ever. "I am doing just fine," she said coldly. "I defeated the beast in your territory, Snow. I can handle myself. I don’t need to stay under the same roof as your mate."

Mate.

The word felt like acid in my veins.

But before I could say anything—before I could fix this, she yanked her wrist free.

Glacier snarled in agony.

I reached for her hand, but she stepped back. And that hurt more than any wound I had ever taken.

She exhaled sharply and my hands clenched into fists. Damn it.

"Zara, please—"

"No," she cut me off.

And then she did it. She lifted her chin, her blue eyes cold as steel. And she said the words that broke me.

"I, Zara Gold-Zephyr, reject you, Alpha Snow Zephyr, as my chosen mate."

Pain tore through me.

A vicious, gut-wrenching agony that made Glacier howl in anguish.

"NO!" my wolf roared. I felt the bond snap, fraying like a thread about to break. I gritted my teeth, gripping my chest as I felt everything unravel.

It was worse than I expected. I had thought I could handle it. But nothing could have prepared me for the way it felt.

The burning—the hollowness—that feeling of losing her. I winced, masking my pain while Zara flinched, clutching her own chest as the pain struck her too.

I wanted to stop her. I wanted to take it back. I wanted to say, Don’t do this. You’re my world, my mate, my wife.

But instead, I forced the words out when I saw the coldness in her eyes. Because if this was what she wanted, then I would give it to her.

Even if it killed me. Even if the proess in getting Zara for good and ensuring I never lose her was a process that would tear me up, so be it. Nothing good comes easily and Zara was more than good.

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~Aira’s POV~