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~Jenna’s POV~
Sitting in the lounge of Jay Enterprises, I couldn’t help but feel a spark of satisfaction. The upcoming business trip was a perfect opportunity to get closer to Snow.
"This is my chance," I muttered to myself, a sly smile creeping onto my lips.
I pulled out my phone, scrolling through the gallery of photos from past events. Images of Snow—confident, powerful, and undeniably attractive—filled the screen.
"Soon," I whispered, as my eyes glinted. "You’ll see, Snow. Zara doesn’t belong in your world. But I do."
Lifting my head from my phone, I glanced around and caught sight of my father’s secretary. "Cory, kindly do a favour and inform that old man, his precious jewel is waiting to see him, or I’ll interrupt his eting," I inford her.
She tensed when she heard the last bit and nodded, imdiately changing direction from her initial course.
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~Snow’s POV~
The rest of the day passed in a blur. etings, phone calls, and endless files kept busy, but my thoughts remained scattered.
As I wrapped up for the evening, I found myself staring out the office window, the city lights twinkling below. Zara’s laugh echoed in my mind, uninvited but welco.
For the first ti in a long ti, I felt uncertain.
And that terrified .
The office was quiet now, the hum of activity replaced by a stillness that pressed against my thoughts. I stood by the window, gazing at the city lights stretching across the horizon. The faint reflection of my face stared back, a mask of control that I didn’t entirely feel.
Jupiter’s words lingered in my mind, uncomfortably accurate. Zara was becoming a bigger part of my thoughts than I’d ever intended.
My focus had always been on building this empire, ensuring the pack’s survival, and securing my place as Alpha. Yet, she slipped through the cracks of that resolve with every smile, every unguarded laugh.
The sound of heels clicking in the hallway caught my attention. Monts later, Taylor appeared in the doorway. "Mr. Zephyr, the staff is wrapping up for the day. Anything else you need before I head out?"
I turned to her, shaking my head. "No, that’ll be all, Taylor. Thank you."
She nodded but hesitated. "You seem... preoccupied, sir."
"I’m fine," I replied, perhaps too quickly.
Her knowing smile said otherwise, but she didn’t press. "Goodnight, Mr. Zephyr."
As she left, I returned to my desk and checked my phone. Zara hadn’t texted since she left for her afternoon errands. I considered calling her, but my pride stopped .
Instead, I busied myself reviewing the business trip agenda. Jenna’s presence was an unavoidable irritation, but my focus had to remain on the partnership. Yet, every ti I thought about her involvent, my mind drifted to how Zara would handle such a situation.
The thought made chuckle softly. She’d probably make her stance clear without breaking a sweat, putting Jenna in her place with that calm confidence I admired more than I cared to admit.
The clock struck eight, and I decided to head ho. The mansion was silent when I arrived, the faint hum of the security system the only sound. As I stepped inside, Glacier stirred in my mind, his presence more restless than usual.
"She’s not here," he growled.
"She’s probably out," I replied, though unease crept into my chest.
I ascended the stairs to check her room, only to find it empty. Her scent lingered faintly, calming enough to realize she’d likely stepped out for sothing trivial.
Still, I found myself pacing the length of the living room, waiting. I thought of asking Scott and checking on Aira, but I got a text from Aira stating she and little Storm were visiting Tempest for the rest of the week, leaving alone.
Where was Zara?
When the sound of the front door opening reached , I turned sharply, relief and frustration warring within .
Zara stepped inside, her hair slightly dishevelled from the wind, and a soft smile on her lips. She carried a small bag that jingled faintly as she set it down by the door.
"You’re late," I said, unable to keep the edge out of my voice.
She raised an eyebrow, unbothered. "I didn’t realize there was a curfew, Snow."
I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to stay calm. "I was just... concerned."
Her expression softened slightly. "I’m fine. I grabbed dinner with Taylor and ran a few errands. Nothing exciting."
I nodded, my jaw tightening. "Next ti, let soone know. It’s not safe out there."
"I’ll keep that in mind," she said, her tone light but evasive.
She brushed past , heading toward the stairs. I watched her go, my frustration mingling with sothing I couldn’t quite na.
"You’re falling harder than you realize," Glacier taunted. "Just tell her. It’s as easy as A, B, C. March upstairs and kiss her."
"Shut up," I muttered, heading to my office to drown myself in work instead.
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~Zara’s POV~
The next morning, I was up early, enjoying a rare mont of peace with a cup of tea on the balcony. The cool breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers, and I let my thoughts wander.
Snow had been distant last night, his tension almost intense. I wasn’t sure what had triggered it, but I could sense sothing weighing heavily on him.
A knock on the door pulled from my thoughts. "Co in."
Taylor peeked in, her ever-efficient deanour intact. "Good morning. Ready for another exciting day?"
I chuckled, setting my cup down. I was surprised she visited the mansion, but I guess my open invitation to her yesterday was deeply appreciated.
"If by exciting, you an chaotic, then yes."
She smiled knowingly. "Snow’s already at the office. He left early to prep for the trip. I didn’t et him. Mr. Scott inford ."
The remainder of the business trip made my stomach twist slightly. He never ntioned it to ; I had to find out from his schedule and Taylor.
I was his wife; though a contract wife, I thought he’d tell .
But since he didn’t, I focused on cleaning my head yesterday, driving into the night before I returned ho, hoping to spark a form of reaction from him but got none.
I still wasn’t sure how I felt about Jenna accompanying him, but I reminded myself that it was purely professional.
"Let’s go," I said, grabbing my bag.
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