Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91: The Threat

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Chapter 91

~Snow’s POV~

Frustration churned in my chest as I tried to piece together where she could have gone. If she was in some kind of trouble, or if she needed help... why wouldn’t she come to me?

Aira touched my arm gently. "Snow, maybe she went home? Something might have happened."

"There’s nothing for her to hurry home for. She still has till tomorrow," I reasoned.

Even at that, the words home Home. I let the word sink in, and something clicked. Her family.

Aira’s words echoed in my head, but something gnawed at me as I replayed Zara’s recent behaviour.

It wasn’t just about her family probably being in trouble. I recalled something Ivan had said a few weeks back—some veiled comment about Zara "coming back" to him.

My nephew had always been sly, but the implication had been crystal clear—he wanted her back. The realisation that he might be behind this sent a dangerous tension coiling in my chest.

As soon as Aira mentioned Zara might have gone home, I pulled out my phone, barely hearing her call my name as I walked away. I dialled Scott, my chauffeur. He’d have noticed if Zara had left the mansion under her own steam.

"Scott," I said, as soon as he picked up. "Has Zara come back to the city?"

"Yes, sir. She arrived not too long ago," Scott replied. "She seemed... down, but I didn’t pry."

I nodded, thanking him briefly before ending the call. But something didn’t feel right.

My instincts kicked in, and I knew if Zara had left without a word, it was likely for a reason she thought I couldn’t—or wouldn’t—help her with.

But she’d never once told me about Ivan’s recent threats or how what her family’s troubles were. I couldn’t stand back now, especially when I had the means to protect her.

I dialed again, this time connecting with someone I rarely called unless absolutely necessary.

Dare Devil.

The man was a shadow, an expert in intel and digital surveillance, someone who could pull footage from any angle in any location if he wanted. If Zara was caught on any camera on her way home, Dare Devil would know about it.

"DD," I said as he answered. "I need your help."

"At your service, Alpha Snow." His voice was smooth, calm—a professional ready to go.

"I need you to access the CCTV footage from my packhouse. My wife left suddenly. Track the car she used, and let me know where she is now."

There was a pause before Dare Devil responded, and I could almost picture the calculating look on his face. "Consider it done. I’ll call you when I have something."

Ending the call, I leaned against the wall, running a hand over my jaw, trying to put the pieces together.

Was it Ivan who had somehow manipulated her, or was there a different angle, something related to Andrew?

Either way, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my role as her husband meant keeping her safe, and this wasn’t just about protecting her from Ivan. This was personal.

Aira came up beside me again, her brows furrowed as she searched my face. "Did you find out anything?"