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?"

Likely involving Ivan, the sly bastard who’d always had an unhealthy interest in her.

"Good work," I replied, my jaw clenched. "Anything else?"

"Just one thing, Snow," Dare Devil said, his voice lowering. "There was a conversation caught on the mansion’s exterior cameras, faint but audible. It sounded like Zara’s father... mentioning a debt. Something substantial that had Ivan’s name all over it."

So Ivan was indeed behind this. And whatever he wanted, it wasn’t just about Zara’s family’s company; it was personal.

"Send me the recording," I said, my tone hardening. "I’ll handle it from here."

The recording came through seconds later, and I put it on speaker with a quick tap. The scratchy audio wasn’t perfect, but it was clear enough to hear Zara’s father, his voice tense with desperation as he pleaded with someone—likely Ivan.

"I can’t pay this, Ivan. You’re leaving us no choice but to give up everything," he said. "This isn’t what we agreed to. You... you said we’d have time."

My grip on the steering wheel tightened further as I listened to Ivan’s low, chilling response. "And I did give you some minutes. But circumstances change. Either you comply... or you watch everything you own crumble."

A surge of anger tore through me. Ivan wasn’t just putting Zara’s family in danger; he was tightening his grip on Zara’s life, attempting to control her in the cruellest way possible.

If she thought I’d stand by and let that happen, she had no idea how wrong she was.

Pulling off to the side of the road, I ended the call with Dare Devil and immediately dialled Zara. Each ring seemed to stretch into eternity, the tension building with every second. She didn’t answer.

Of course, she wouldn’t. If Ivan had threatened her family, Zara would do anything to protect them—even if that meant shutting me out. But this was my fight too, and she wouldn’t face it alone.

I swung the car back onto the road, determination fuelling my every move. If Ivan wanted a war, I’d give him one, but without her knowledge.