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Chapter 176
~ Zara’s POV~
The room fell into stunned silence after my revelation. The playful atmosphere turned serious as Tempest and Aira stared at , their gazes flickering between Snow and as if searching for confirmation.
"What did you just say?" Tempest inquired, her tone sharp yet laced with disbelief.
"I said Zade is my brother," I repeated, glancing at Snow for support.
Snow sighed, leaning forward. "It’s true," he said calmly but one couldn’t mistake the firmness of his tone. "Zara and Zade are siblings. Their separation occurred during their childhood.
Aira’s eyes widened, her usually composed deanor faltering. "Separated? How... how is that possible?"
Snow exchanged a quick glance with before continuing. "It’s a complex tale, but the short version is that Zara was taken during an attack on the Golden Claw Pack. That was the night it fell. Zade has been looking for her ever since."
Tempest leaned back, crossing her arms. "Wait a minute. You’re telling us that Zara is... the Alpha’s sister? The lost daughter of the Golden Claw Pack?"
"Exactly," Snow confird, resting a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
Despite the almost overwhelming weight of their stares, I maintained my composure. "It’s all still new to too," I admitted, my voice soft. "But it’s the truth."
Tempest studied for a mont before breaking into a wide grin. "Well, that explains a lot."
"Explains what?" I asked hesitantly.
"The way you carry yourself," Tempest said, gesturing toward . "You’ve got that sa energy Zade does—commanding but subtle, like you don’t even realize it."
Aira, who had been quiet for a mont too long, finally spoke. "Does Zade know you’re here?" she asked, her voice steady but her gaze unreadable.
"He does," Snow answered for . "We’ve been in touch with him about everything."
Aira nodded slowly, her expression thoughtful. "And how does he feel about this? About finding you?"
"He’s happy," I said, smiling at the mory of Zade’s protective embrace. "But he’s also cautious. There’s still a lot we don’t know, and the past hasn’t been easy for either of us."
Aira’s gaze softened slightly, though a flicker of sothing—maybe longing—crossed her features before she quickly masked it.
"Well," Tempest said, breaking the tension. "If Zade’s happy, then so am I. I’m happy for you, Zara."
Her words brought a sense of warmth, and I couldn’t help but smile. "Thank you."
Snow’s hand tightened slightly on my shoulder as he glanced between his sisters. "There’s more," he said, his tone cautious.
"More?" Tempest echoed, raising an eyebrow.
"It’s about the Ball," Snow began. "Zade and I are planning for Zara to attend with us. It’s ti the packs know the truth about her."
Tempest let out a low whistle. "That’s going to shake things up."
"It is," Aira agreed, her voice thoughtful. "But it’s the right move."
I felt Snow’s gaze on , his confidence grounding . "Are you ready for this, love?"
I took a deep breath, eting his eyes. "I think so. As long as I have all of you by my side."
"You do," Snow said firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
"Then, I was born for this."
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~Aira’s POV~
The afternoon sun bathed the estate in a warm, golden glow as I stepped onto the balcony attached to my room.
The events of the morning still swirled in my mind as I leaned against the railing, staring out at the manicured gardens below.
Zara. Zade. The lost child.
The revelation was still sinking in. It wasn’t every day you found out that the woman your brother married was also the long-lost sister of one of the most powerful Alphas in the world.
I pulled out my phone, my fingers hesitating over the screen. Ever since my visit to Tempest’s house, I had ti to think about Zade and this new mate bond the moon goddess had given us.
Although he hadn’t made much of a move but I understood him.
There was no rush. We needed ti to sort ourselves. In the process, when he called Tempest one of the days to ask about us, she had given his number, emphasizing that I call him. I agreed but until this mont, I did no such thing.
Finally, I composed a quick ssage to Zade.
Aira: Congratulations on finding your sister. Zara’s lovely. You are lucky.
I hit send and placed the phone on the table beside and took my seat, leaning back in the lounge chair.
The crisp autumn breeze rustled my hair, and for a mont, I closed my eyes, letting the serenity of the mont calm my thoughts.
The soft buzz of my phone broke the quiet. Picking it up, I saw Zade’s reply. That was fast, I noted.
Zade: Thank you, Aira. And yes, she is. Snow spilled the beans, huh?
A chuckle escaped as I typed back.
He did. Can’t say I’m surprised. He loves a good dramatic reveal."
Zade’s response was almost imdiate.
That sounds like Snow. How are you handling all of this?
I paused, considering his question before replying.
It’s a lot to take in, but I’m happy for you. For both of you. You’ve been looking for her for so long.
Zade: I have. It feels... surreal. Like a part of that was missing is finally whole again.
His words stirred sothing in —an unspoken longing I didn’t dare acknowledge fully.
Aira: She’s lucky to have you as a brother. You’re one of the good ones, Zade.
Zade: Thank you, Aira. That ans a lot coming from you.
A comfortable silence settled between us, even through the digital distance. I found myself smiling, the tension of the day easing.
Aira: So, are you attending the Ball this year?
Zade: Yes. It’s going to be Zara’s first. I imagine it will be... interesting.
Aira: That’s one way to put it. She’ll have everyone’s attention, that’s for sure.
Zade: She’s stronger than she realizes. She’ll handle it.
Aira: I believe that.
The conversation flowed effortlessly, a sense of ease I hadn’t felt in a long ti.
Zade: I hope to see you there, Aira.
Aira: You will. It wouldn’t be the sa without , lol.
I teased, smiling brightly to my phone.
Zade: True. It will be nice. And I bet it would make absolute.
The complint caught off guard, my cheeks heating as I stared at the screen.
Aira: Careful, Zade. That almost sounded like flirting.
Zade: Only almost? I must be losing my touch.
I laughed, shaking my head.
Aira: Goodnight, Zade.
Zade: Goodnight, Aira. Sweet dreams.
As I set my phone down, I couldn’t help but feel a warmth spreading through —a quiet joy that lingered long after the conversation ended.
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