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Chapter 57
~Zara’s POV~
Yesterday was a bomb! If I do say so myself. I had a good time and by the time I woke up, Snow was nowhere to be seen.
My first thought was, did he sleep in here or was he overly tasked?
When I glanced at my side and noticed the slight rumpling of the pillow, my guess was dead confirmed.
He slept here last night and got up first thing. As much as I felt ashamed of that fact, I tossed it to the back of my mind.
Today was the day!
The summer mating season had always been a big deal for werewolves. Every pack hosted events for young wolves to find their mates, guided by the pull of the moon and the surge of pheromones in the air.
I was eager to see what the Ivory Crescent Pack’s event was like and at the same time, not stoked considering till now, I never found my mate.
Breakfast went by quickly, with most of the family members breezing in to get a bite of something before dashing off.
I later learned Snow and his parents were dining together while discussing politics and securing their territory.
I had to admit it, though: I was already missing Snow’s presence, our banter or teasing, and his kiss.
My mind flashed back to the dream I had of him kissing me and my face became hot.
No doubt I was blushing. I glanced around quickly but noticed none of the attendants were watching me.
Good.
’Now I can eat without anyone seeing me blush to myself.
Once done, I headed upstairs to bathe and prepare for tonight, helping out where ai was needed until the afternoon when Storm found me.
"Zara!"
I spun, my eyes locking on his small form as he raced down the hallway to me. He fell into my embrace, and I immediately picked him up in my arms and twirled around.
"Hello, little Storm."
"Zara! Zara! Want to go check out my room now? Yesterday Mum said you were busy and tired but you still went out with them." His expression was silken within seconds. "Don’t you want to play with me anymore, or are you still mad because I told you I did not need petting before?"
He glanced at me with those puppy dog eyes; it almost became unbearable for me to watch him.
My heart clenched at the sight and now I knew why seeing Snow that morning made me feel bad.
God, I couldn’t say no to such a cutie pie.
"Nonsense." I pecked his cheek and the other and moved to dishing out kisses all over his face till he was a blushing shy mess.
"See, Aunt Zara loves you."
"Yes, I believe so. Now come, come, let me show you to my room. Onwards!"
I chuckled and followed the path I saw him running from when Storm suddenly facepalmed.
"Aunty Zara, you have no sense of direction, Capitan! The direction is that way."
"But you said onwards this way," I reasoned.
Storm froze mid-sentence, thinking of his next line when he lifted his chin and crossed both arms in front of his chest. "I... I was just checking to see if my Capitan truly knew the direction of the sea and I was right. You are lost without me."
I chuckled. I loved how he pronounced captain as Capitan for effect. I did a pretend salute, thickening my voice and mimicking Snow. "Aye aye, captain. I am nothing without you!"
I froze completely this time and soon I heard Storm chuckling seeing how I lost after that. Still, that traitorous young man nodded eagerly at his uncle to make me lose.
The betrayal!
Snow’s hand moved in his pocket and I knew what was going to happen.
I snapped my head back to Storm. "Huh, you know what, love... I think it is time to..." Storm locked eyes with me. "Run!!"
I did not wait for Snow. Holding on to Strom tightly, I followed his directions and ran out of Snow’s sight to save myself further embarrassment.
I followed Storm down a long corridor, my eyes taking in every detail—the rich mahogany furniture, the dimly lit sconces casting golden hues along the walls, and the faint sound of voices mingling in the distance. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Storm’s room—or rather, his bed-chamber—was massive, just as I had expected. The large bed in the centre was draped in rich navy blue linens, matching the curtains that framed the enormous window overlooking the mountains, just like Snow’s room.
A fireplace crackled softly on one side of the room, adding to the cosy, regal atmosphere.
"See! Isn’t it cool?" Storm spun around with excitement, his little face beaming as he jumped onto the bed, bouncing lightly.
I smiled, he was energetic. "It’s beautiful, Storm," I said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "You’re lucky to have such a grand room."
He shrugged, clearly not grasping just how luxurious his surroundings were. "It’s just a room. I like it ’cause it’s big! But I like having company more." His innocent words tugged at my heart, and I felt a soft warmth bloom in my chest.
Storm spent the next few minutes showing me his various toys and treasures, his childish enthusiasm filling the space. But soon, his mother called, and with a sheepish grin, he excused himself.
"I have to go see Mum and Grandpa," he said, trying to sound important. "I’ll be back later. Promise!" With that, he dashed out of the room, leaving me alone in the lavish bed-chamber.
Once I was sure he was lone gone, I excused myself too when I saw the time had gone.
First of all, Snow was free, that was why he teased right? I smiled to myself and stood up but the memory of those dangerous eyes when he threatened to play the recording made me halt and swallow.
"Wait!" An idea popped into my mind. "How about I erase that recording Snow has?"
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