Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 444

Chapter 444: Leaving for Home

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Chapter 444

~Kaid’s POV~

The moment Zara left for the bath, I paced the room like a caged animal. Every instinct in me screamed that we shouldn’t be waiting.

Davion was up to something. I knew it.

But Zara... She had been through too much today. I saw it in the way her shoulders slumped, in the way she held herself together with sheer willpower.

Still, I wouldn’t trust that bastard dragon even if the gods themselves told me to.

One hour.

That was all the time Davion had.

If he delayed even a second longer... I’d tear this palace apart to get that damn scale myself.

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~Zara’s POV~

It was already close to two hours when Davion finally sent for us. I was beyond frustrated, but I let myself be led to the dining room.

Kaid’s earlier promise rang in my head—that if Davion played any more games, he’d act.

I was both looking forward to him acting out on those words and still scared of the extent to which he’d actually take them.

On our way, Kaid and I said nothing, but our side glances spoke several words we did not say.

The dining room was grand, with golden candlelight dancing along the polished obsidian walls.

Our chairs were pulled out for us, and we sat each on either side of Davion, but a few seats away from him. The food had already been served.

Davion greeted us like we were old friends. "Did you both rest well?"

"It was... fine," I replied flatly. "It would be better if we could go home."

He smiled, the corner of his lips twitching with that signature mischief. "I understand. Please do eat."

"No appetite," Kaid muttered.

Davion barely blinked. "Suit yourself. Please, Lady Zara, enjoy your meal."

I gave him a thin smile and picked up my fork.

The moment I took a bite, flavors burst across my tongue—sweet, rich, tangy, spicy—all at once. It was probably magic. I tried to keep my focus, but the food was unbelievably good.

As much as I hated the scenario, I still needed the Gold scale and getting on Davion’s nerves wasn’t on my to-do list.

The earlier we get this show started, the faster we can leave.

Kaid hadn’t touched his plate. I looked over at him, and he met my gaze, then shifted it to Davion, narrowing his eyes.

"Your Highness," Kaid called out stiffly, drawing attention to himself even though the silent anger he irradiated did that for him already.

Davion casually lifted his hand. "Business later. Time to eat and—"

Kaid slammed his palm against the table. The sound echoed, making even the attendants flinch.

Davion’s eyes narrowed. "Mr. Kaid, it would be in your best interest to—" Kaid ignored Davion’s words and cut him short as he stood up, jaw tight. "Sit," Davion commanded.