Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Questioned

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Chapter 92

~Zara’s POV~

The sound of my phone buzzing pulled me from a hazy sleep. I glanced at the screen, seeing Snow’s name lighting up the display. My heart thudded, but I ignored the call, shutting my eyes again as I let the silence settle back into the room.

There was nothing I could say to him right now, nothing that wouldn’t make me feel trapped between my family’s burdens and the life I’d tried so hard to build independently.

Snow wouldn’t understand. He couldn’t know the stakes.

And the thought of him trying to fix everything, charging into my family’s problems like they were his own, left me feeling too vulnerable to stomach.

I didn’t want it and so, I wasn’t going to tell him.

The tension still clung to my chest as I drifted back to sleep, trying to let the peace of the early morning calm my mind.

But it wasn’t long before a loud, insistent banging jolted me awake. I sat up, blinking against the harsh daylight streaming through the curtains. The sharp knocking continued, unyielding until I dragged myself out of bed and went to the door.

I pulled it open, muttering curses, and looked up only to find Snow staring down at me—his gaze a mix of anger and something else—something unreadable. I held the door, squinting at him, my mind still struggling to process his sudden appearance.

"Morning," I mumbled, voice thick with sleep. "What are you doing here?"

His brow arched as he crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe with that signature smirk that was equal parts maddening and alluring.

Astrid awoke as soon as she saw him. Tsk, my wolf was becoming a traitor to me and a personal favourite of Snow.

"Nice to see you too, Zara," he said, his tone light. "Mind explaining why you slipped out like a thief in the night?"

I swallowed, quickly pushing down the swirl of emotions. "I told you I’d be back today. I just... decided to leave a little early."

"Right." He eyed me closely, clearly unsatisfied with my answer. "And that couldn’t have waited until morning? You didn’t think maybe a goodbye was in order?"

I felt a twinge of guilt but shoved it aside, hoping to keep my expression neutral. "You were busy with your sisters, and I didn’t want to disrupt anything. It’s not a big deal."

"Not a big deal, huh?" His gaze hardened, and a flicker of hurt flashed across his face, though he hid it quickly. "So, there’s nothing you’re not telling me? Just felt like going home early, all by yourself?"

"Exactly," I replied firmly. The last thing I needed was for Snow to start digging into my reasons for leaving.

Ivan’s threats, my father’s mistakes—all of it was my problem to fix, not his. And I refused to drag him into the mess my family was entangled in.

"Hmm." Snow’s gaze lingered on me with an unreadable expression. Then he took a step forward and into my room. I shut the door behind him and waited. "Well, if that’s the case, why do you look like you haven’t slept in a week?"

I forced a casual shrug, brushing past him to put some space between us. "Long day. And besides, I’m here now, so there’s nothing for you to worry about."

He watched me intently, his eyes narrowing. "No need to act like I’m overreacting, Zara. You left in the evening without saying a word. Not even to my parents or my sisters. Anyone would find that suspicious."

"Well, you shouldn’t worry so much. I’m fine." I held my voice steady, though I felt a pang of regret. Snow didn’t deserve this, but I couldn’t risk letting him in on what I was dealing with.