Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Luna Candidate

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Chapter 139

~Zara’s POV~

I bet he loved it when I fought his womanly battles or should I say handle his women chasers affairs for him.

And to be honest, I loved how I handled my role.

Jenna’s smile tightened, and she turned her attention back to him. "Snow, surely you can make an exception. It’s my first day, and I’d feel so much more comfortable staying here with you."

Snow’s gaze hardened, and his voice was curt. "Jenna, my office isn’t a daycare. HR will guide you through your orientation."

"But—"

"No buts," he interrupted firmly. "If you’re here to work, then do it properly. Taylor will show you to HR."

Jenna glanced at me, her frustration evident, but I met her gaze with a serene smile.

"You’ll love HR," I said sweetly. "They’re very welcoming. Now, if you’ll excuse us, Snow and I have a busy day ahead."

Taylor appeared in the doorway, clearly sensing the tension, and gestured for Jenna to follow her.

With one last withering look at me, Jenna stomped past, her heels clicking furiously against the poor floors that did her no evil.

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~Jenna’s POV~

I stormed down the hallway, my mood souring with each step. How dare that woman—Zara—speak to me like that?

"Snow’s wife my foot." The word grated on me like nails on a chalkboard. She didn’t deserve him. She didn’t even belong in his world.

As Taylor led me toward HR, I barely registered her polite chatter, my mind consumed by a single, burning thought.

Zara may be Snow’s wife now, but she won’t be forever.

I tightened my grip on my bag, my lips curving into a determined smile.

I’ll make sure of it.

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~Snow’s POV~

The sound of Jenna’s heels retreating down the hallway was a sweet relief. I leaned back against my desk, watching Zara straighten the pile of papers I’d carelessly strewn across earlier.

Her movements were calm, deliberate, and far too smug for someone who had just navigated the chaos that was Jenna Stark.

"You enjoyed that," I said, arching an eyebrow.

His words hit a nerve, and I clenched my jaw, my grip tightening on the phone. "Zara is more fit than Jenna will ever be," I said evenly. "She’s intelligent, resourceful, and she’s proven herself time and again. She doesn’t need a title to validate her worth."

"Yet her father’s pack cannot compare and has she ever handled true Luna responsibilities," he countered harshly.

"Has Jenna? She’s been away for twenty years of her life!"

"But she is Alpha in line. She is worthy."

"Not to me, dad. Besides, why are you interferring now when you clearly where the one who hurried me to get married? Huh?"

"That..." My father’s voice halted. Just when I thought I had cornered him, he continued, "Have you considered what that means for the pack? For you?"

"I have, and I’ll deal with the consequences, whatever they may be. But I won’t be pressured into a union I don’t want."

There was another pause, and I could almost hear the wheels turning in his mind. "Snow," he said finally, his voice quieter now. "You’re the Alpha. The choice is yours, but remember this—every decision you make ripples through the pack. Choose wisely."

"I always do."

"Ivory’s Luna must be strong, powerful and from an Alpha bloodline."

"Then I am in luck. Zara fits perfectly," I said, ending the call.

I tossed my phone onto the desk and ran a hand through my hair as I tried to steady my thoughts. The conversation had left a bitter taste in my mouth, but I felt no regret in standing my ground.

Jenna Stark would never be my Luna.