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~Zara’s POV~
The house was quiet when I arrived. The lights were dimd, and the air felt heavier than usual. As I stepped inside, I noticed Snow sitting on the couch, his elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped tightly together.
"You’re ho," I said, waiting for so form of reaction from him but when I got none, I prshed through. "Care to explain why you decided to play the mysterious boss and vanish during a crisis?"
His gaze lifted, and for a mont, I saw sothing in his eyes that made my heart falter—concern, mingled with anger.
"We need to talk," he said simply.
I crossed my arms, leaning against the wall. "About what?"
"Zade."
The na hung in the air like a bomb waiting to go off.
I straightened, narrowing my eyes. "What about him?"
"Don’t play coy with , Zara," Snow said, standing and closing the distance between us. "I’ve seen the way he looks at you."
I scoffed, stepping back. "And? What’s your point?"
"He’s crossing a line."
"And you’re projecting," I shot back. "Zade’s your best friend, Snow. If you think there’s sothing going on, maybe that says more about you than him."
His jaw clenched, and I could see the battle waging inside him. "You’re my wife, Zara."
I barked out a laugh. "Your contract wife, rember? Or did you forget the terms?"
Sothing in his expression shifted, vulnerability, shock or was it mild anger. "That doesn’t change the fact that you’re mine. And until the contract is ovrr it stays that way."
His words were like a blow, and for a mont, I was speechless. But then the fire returned.
"Yours?" I repeated, my voice rising. "You don’t own , Snow. I’m not so possession you can stake a claim on whenever it suits you."
Before he could respond, the sound of glass shattering cut through the air.
We both turned toward the source—his office.
Snow’s eyes darkened, and he moved swiftly, motioning for to stay put. "Don’t move," he ordered coldly.
Ignoring him, I followed, my curiosity getting the better of .
As we approached, the sight that greeted us sent a chill down my spine.
The window was shattered, and on Snow’s desk was a single object—a small, intricately carved dagger stabbed into a piece of paper.
Snow pulled the paper free, his eyes narrowing as he read the words scrawled in crimson ink:
"The sins of the wolf will drown in blood."
I stepped closer, my gaze flickering between the paper and Snow’s face. "What does that an?"
Snow didn’t answer imdiately, his jaw tightening as he crushed the paper in his fist.
"It ans," he said finally, his voice low and dangerous, "that the war I’ve been trying to avoid just arrived at my doorstep."
And for the first ti since I’d known him, I saw sothing in Snow’s eyes I never thought possible.
Worry.
Why?
He was an alpha and the strongest in teh whole region. He shouldn’t be scared about anything except...
"They got you before, nwo, with Aira and Storm here, and you, I cannot be certain just how many eyes are coming for you guys."
I reached up to touch his shoulder. "Snow." He spared a glance, thankfully. "I am not teh weak girl you had to save before. Aira and I can defend ourselves."
Snow gave a weak smile before turning to face . "Still, I cannot let anyting happen t you both as your alpha and as your husband."
My heart thudded wildly in my chest at his confession. I had never seen Snow so serious and affectionate at the sa ti.
Jst then the annoynmous ssage I got today flashe dthrough my mind and I knew I had to tell him now.
Perhaps it was linked to this note.
"Snow."
"Yes, wifey?"
"I..." I held back the need to chuckle. Now wasn;t the ti. "There’s soemthing you need to see. Sothing concerning the leaked file."
His brows shot up and imdiately he was already in battle zone. "Who?"
My chest rose and fell with each successive heavy breath I took. My gaze flickered to the pape rin his hand. "And I am guessing they are one and the sa."
Snow’s already hardened expression beca more serious as he placed both hands on my shoulder, making face him completely.
"Give a na, Zara."
I swallowed and when I pried my lips open, the na he least expected rolle dout my tongue.
"Marcus Deveraeux."
A look of confusion swept across his face.
I quickly added, holding the side of his head, feeling the slight stubbles grazing the palm of my hand.
This ti, my voice was laced with uncertainty.
My wolf was right. I had a strong hunch but was afraid of how Snow would react.
So I whispered, "Taylor and I found out he might be behind the leaked files."
His hands fell to his side, and the paper along with it. His eyes narrowed, the storm swirling within them intensifying.
"I killed Marcus and you were there. So how?"
I inhaled deeply, trying to steady my breath. "Two things: either soone knows of what you did and is trying to get under your skin or sohow, miraculously, Marcus was saved and he is back for revenge."
To my surprise, Snow’s expression changed completely as an eerie laugh tore through his lips.
"Fine then, Marcus Deverreaux, bring it on."
I didn’t know whether to be scared for him or happy but whichever case it needed to go, I was ready to stand and fight beside Snow.
Without waiting for , Snow picked up the papaer, took out his phone and placed a call to soone.
After three rings, the call connected, and his deep voice rang out. "Hello, Dare Devil."
"Alpha Snow."
"We’ve got company all over. A raised from the dead Marcus."
"Are you serious or is soone trying to play a quick one?" I heard Dare Devil’s concerned voice.
"I don’t care what they do but what matters is making sure he stays dead thoroughly. this ti. We need to discuss."
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