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Chapter 76
Snow’s POV
I watched Tempest walk away quickly while keeping her shoulders stiff. Her entire frame radiated the turmoil she was keeping bottled up inside. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Even though she’d been brave and defiant, I could feel her pain like it was my own. The bond between siblings was strong, and seeing her like this—broken by the mate bond and by Koda’s indecision—made something inside me twist uncomfortably.
My hands clenched at my sides, but I held back from intervening. This was her fight.
She needed to figure it out, and I’d learnt long ago that pushing Tempest when she was angry never led to anything good.
The moment she disappeared into the distance, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding.
Koda was still standing there, rooted in place, looking torn between regret and duty.
His gaze lingered on the spot where Tempest had stood, and I saw the weight of the situation starting to settle on his face.
"Take care of it," I said more quietly than I expected. It wasn’t a command. It was a plea.
Koda didn’t answer. He just gave a faint nod while keeping a neutral expression.
Without another word, I turned and left, making my way toward the main house.
My mind was still swimming in the tension, the tangled emotions between Tempest, Aira, and Koda.
The mate bond was supposed to bring people together, not tear them apart like this. But here we were, all caught in the web of fate, trying to find a way out without causing more damage.
I walked briskly toward the council hall, reminding myself I had a meeting with the pack elders. Duty had to come first.
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The meeting dragged on far longer than I expected. Discussions about expanding territory, managing resources, and securing alliances filled the room, thankfully, my marriage wasn’t in question anymore, but my mind kept drifting back to Tempest.
Her stormy eyes, the defiance masking her hurt, haunted me. When I finally managed to excuse myself from the meeting after finalizing all that needed my input, the sun was setting, casting a warm golden light over the compound.
I made my way back to the garden, taking the training grounds. I didn’t expect to see Aira or Tempest after what had happened, but I wanted to check on them anyway.
Maybe offer some kind of support, though I wasn’t sure what I could even say.
As I rounded the corner of the training yard, I froze.
Tempest was there, alone. Her hands wrapped around the wooden sword, she was slashing mercilessly at the training dummy.
Each strike was brutal, her movements filled with anger, precision, and frustration.
She made a great warrior and I pity any enemy who would ever cross her.
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