Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 463

Chapter 463: Training Zara

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Chapter 463

~Zara’s POV~

The sky was still painted in pale dawn when I stepped out into the cool morning air behind Snow’s mansion.

The training grounds stretched wide and open, wrapped in light fog as dew still clung to the grass.

My boots pressed into the soft earth, and for a moment, I just stood there, breathing in, grounding myself.

Siona was already waiting for me, dressed in a long, dark tunic and leggings. Her sleeves were rolled up, and she held a wooden staff with ancient runes carved into its length. Her hair was braided tightly down her back, her posture still and focused.

"You’re early," I said.

"So are you," she replied, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Good. You’ll need every minute."

I approached her slowly. "So, where do we begin?"

"With the truth," she said plainly. "You’re powerful, but raw and reckless. Your magic is tied to your emotions—too tied. If you can’t learn to separate the two when needed, it will kill you before your enemies do."

I nodded and waited for her to continue.

"Thankfully, in the process of trying to steal your powers, the dark witches have successfully unlocked them."

I didn’t flinch. "I understand."

"No, you don’t. But you will." Siona lifted her staff, and the runes along its shaft began to glow softly. "We’ll start with the basics. Connection and control."

She motioned for me to sit. I dropped to the grass in a cross-legged position.

"Close your eyes," she said, circling me. "Breathe in. Let your wolf go for now. She will only interfere. Find the magic inside you—not instinct, not rage, not fear. Just power."

I have had Astrid for most of my life, and right now, doing this without her felt... Phew.

I took a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. And repeated the actions a few times..

I tried to focus on the warmth that flickered beneath my skin—the heat I’d felt in battle, the light that had saved me. But it was slippery, like mist. Every time I reached for it, it darted away.

My brow creased.

Siona’s voice dropped to a whisper behind me. "You’re chasing it like prey. Power isn’t prey. It’s already inside you. Let it come. Let it flow."

I kept breathing. Let it flow... let it come...

And then something shifted. A flicker like a warm pulse in my belly. As it flowed like a river, running through my veins, my blood coursing through my whole body, and then a sudden shimmer at the tips of my fingers. Not blinding, not loud—just present.

I gasped softly when I felt it—held it in my grasp.

Siona’s smile was soft, but approving. "There it is. Don’t move. Don’t speak. Just feel it."

I did. It was like a second heartbeat, one born not of blood, but of magic—old and strange and mine.

And then it spiked.

A bolt of heat surged up my spine, and suddenly, my body jerked forward. My hands flared with golden-white light. I opened my eyes to find sparks dancing between my fingers like fireflies in a storm.

But I was shaking. My control was slipping. I thought it was easy and I finally had it in my grasp, but right now... It didn’t feel like control. Itw as a fucking freaking mess.

"Breathe!" Siona snapped.

I clenched my fists, trying to force the magic back down, but it fought me, flaring brighter.

"Don’t fight it! Redirect it!"

"To where?" I shouted, struggling against the power that now poured from me like an open faucet.

"To the ground. To the sky. Let it go."

Let it go! Let it go!

But to where? Where can I....

"Free it, Zara. You don’t always have to be in control. This is not Snow and Vera. You can be free and let your powers breathe."

I inhaled when I heard Astra’s voice in my head. With a shout, I slammed my palms into the earth.

A shockwave of light burst from my hands, rippling across the training field. The ground trembled and the wind howled.

When it finally cleared, I lay there, panting.

Siona crouched beside me, her eyes glowing faintly.

"You have it," she murmured. "You just need to learn how not to drown in it."

I coughed and managed a weak smile. "So that’s lesson one?"

We moved into sigil work. Ancient symbols were meant to shape and direct energy. Siona taught me the basic formations—spirals for control, triangles for defence, crescents for amplification.