Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 460

Chapter 460: Time To Reach Out

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Chapter 460

~Zara’s POV~

Two days later...

The car ride to my mother’s pack house was quiet, peaceful, even. The scenery of winding trees and distant mountains did nothing to still the anxious pulse in my chest.

There was something about coming home—back to the place where I was raised, where I once dreamed of peace—that made everything feel more real.

War wasn’t a looming thought anymore. It was breathing down our necks.

The gates opened before me, two guards nodding in respect as I pulled in. My mother, Luna Zaria, stood at the entrance already waiting, arms folded, as her long coat brushed her ankles in the soft wind.

Her sharp blue eyes landed on me before softening.

"Zara," she breathed with a small smile, pulling me into a firm, comforting hug. "You’ve lost weight."

I let out a soft chuckle. "Blame the upcoming war and resurrection."

She pulled back, studying me. "And you gained something too. Strength. You look more like your father each day."

That made my throat tighten, but I nodded. "Sadly, he isn’t here with us for me to see all these wonderful traits myself. If he were, maybe then I would get a free pass from all this stress."

My mother reached for my left cheek and caressed it. "He lives in you. Always remember that." _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

I nodded, then my expression turned serious as I took her hand in mine and headed into the pack house. I need your help, Mum."

"I figured." She turned and led me inside. "Come."

We entered the dining room, which smelled of sweet tea. As we sat down, I looked her in the eye.

"I want to build something real, Mum. An alliance. A strong, unified alliance, capable of striking down. I want the packs to stop hiding behind borders and truly fight this darkness together."

Her expression didn’t shift. "You want what your father tried to create."

I nodded. "Exactly that. But I can’t do it alone."

Zaria’s fingers traced the rim of her teacup. "You want my influence."

"I want your voice. You were Luna to a united kingdom. They still respect you. If you send word... they’ll listen."

Her eyes studied me for a long time, and then slowly, she nodded just when I thought she was going to say no.

Phew!

"I’ll do it. I’ll send letters to every strong pack that is still uncorrupted. Alpha Storm’s name carries weight, but yours... yours brings the future. If they won’t do it for the crown, they will for the Gold name."

"Thank you, Mum." I exhaled, truly grateful.

She reached over, cupping my hand. "You’re fighting a battle your father didn’t live to see end. But I believe you will."

Mum and I spent time talking to each other, about Snow, about the dragon realm and everything I had seen and also about Kaid.

She agreed to send a thank-you gift as well as personally call him to deliver her thanks before paying him a visit.

I was glad she still loved him, regardless.

"Thanks, mum."

Later that night, I drove back to Ivory Crescent, arriving late.

My shoulders ached, and Snow barely said anything when he met me by the door—he just helped me out of the car and into the room. We showered and didn’t bother with dinner. Just warm arms and silence.

By the next morning, I was up and a bit tired.

A knock on our door stirred us both. I sat up slowly, hair tousled, lips dry. Snow yawned and reached for the small letter that had been slipped under the door.

"It’s from your mum," he said, holding it out.

I took it, eyes scanning quickly.

"Letters are ready. Sending you the draft for approval before dispatch."

"She’s fast," I murmured.

"She’s you," Snow replied with a grin.

"I do not do this, sending it in hard copy for corrections."

"Let her be. It was printed here at the pack house. Anyways, have you read it?" Snow questioned.

I rolled my eyes and took a look at it again. "She did well. It’s all good," I said after reading her letter. "Mum, did a good job but just needs a few editing."

"You see." Snow was all smiles as he helped me up.

Minutes later, we made our way to the gazebo outside of the packhouse. The quiet breeze played with the vines curling overhead. Breakfast was already laid out, and the letter sat in the centre.

We read it line by line, editing a few words, adding stronger phrasing, and ensuring the tone sounded firm, diplomatic, yet urgent.

"This will reach all the Alpha houses in a day," I noted. "I’ll let mum have the edits and..."

"Just hand it over to one of the warriors. They will retype it," Snow suggested.

"No need. I can use my phone to send it to her email. I’ll be fine, Snow. I did this and more for you."

"Reading on Thorned Crescent alliance is growing. We need to talk. Urgent." —Xavier

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~Vera’s POV~