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Chapter 26
~Zara’s POV~
First off, it wasn’t just one paynt. He ant paynts.
Secondly, I never got a chance to refuse him.
The door slamd shut and the reporters were gone, but the chaos they’d left behind lingered in the silence between us.
My breath was shallow, heart racing as Snow’s grip on tightened.
His chest was rising and falling rapidly, anger still simring beneath the surface, but there was sothing else there—sothing darker, more primal.
My mind had scread at to push him away, to keep that distance, but my body betrayed .
Every inch of was hyper-aware of him—his heat, his scent, the raw strength in his arms as he held close. My fingers involuntarily clutched at his shirt, as if anchoring myself against the ’Snow Zephyr’ storm.
I swallowed hard, forcing myself to find my voice. "You—" I barely managed to get the word out before Snow’s lips crashed down on mine, silencing whatever protest I had left.
His fierce kiss filled with the sa fire I saw in his eyes. It wasn’t gentle; it wasn’t soft. It was possessive, commanding—like he was staking a claim that had always been his.
And damn it, a part of responded.
My body ignited under his touch, my lips moving against his before I could stop myself.
I should have pushed him away. I should have fought back. But instead, I kissed him harder, pulling him closer as the tension between us exploded into sothing far more dangerous.
My back hit the wall as he pressed into , his hands roaming up my sides, fingers teasing the edges of my robe.
His breath was hot, his kiss deepening with every second, and I could feel the raw power radiating off him—power that made my pulse race and my knees weak.
"Zara," he growled against my lips, his voice hoarse and filled with desire. "Tell you’re not cheating. Tell ."
I pulled back just enough to breathe, our faces inches apart, both of us gasping for air.
My eyes searched his and for a mont, I saw sothing vulnerable there—sothing beneath the fury and the possessiveness.
Sothing real.
But the reality of what he’d said hit . My heart hardened.
" cheating?" I spat, ignoring my ragged breath. "Why don’t you tell about Zoe first, Snow? Tell why she’s always hovering around like she owns you."
Snow’s eyes flared with anger, but before he could respond, I pushed him back, hard.
"You don’t get to accuse of anything," I continued, my voice rising. "Not when you’ve kept in the dark about your entire life!"
His gaze darkened, but instead of the explosion I expected, Snow clenched his jaw, reining himself in. "Zara," his voice was dangerously quiet, "it’s not the sa."
"Of course, it’s not!" I shot back, my frustration eating at . "You live by your rules and expect to follow them without question. But I won’t. Not anymore."
I stepped forward, poking him in the chest. "So, unless you want to co clean about everything—Zoe, your so-called family, all of it—you have no right to stand here and demand anything from ."
For a mont, Snow stood there, his chest rising and falling, eyes locked on mine in a battle of wills.
Glacier threatened to break free, hoping to continue what I’d broken off but then, without warning, he turned on his heel and walked to the window, staring out at the city lights below.
"I’m not banging Zoe," he finally said, his voice cold but controlled, "anymore." I froze.
"What?"
Snow raised a brow. "You heard ."
Sohow I got angry when I shouldn’t have. "aning you fu..."
"That’s my past, Zara. You have no right to get angry over my past," Snow spat in anger, shutting up. "Whatever you think, she’s not my woman, not my wife. You are."
I knew I shouldn’t have. I an before I t him, I was madly in love with Ivan and had slept with him on several occasions, past lives included.
But there was sothing about it all... I never let Ivan claim again. I cut him off. Why then...
If he had her prior, why didn’t he wed her?
A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "Then prove it."
Before either of us could say anything more, another knock echoed through the suite.
My heart sank as I realized what was coming next.
More reporters? More accusations? I didn’t know if I had the strength to face it.
But the door opened and one of Snow’s guards stepped in, his face turning serious. "Alpha," he said cautiously, eyes flicking nervously between us. "There’s more... the news is spreading. Reporters surround the building. You both need to leave now."
Snow turned toward , his jaw set. "Pack your things. We’re leaving."
I hesitated, but the command in his voice left no room for argunt.
"Fine but I need a minute or two to get changed first."
Without a word, I moved towards the bed but before I could do anything, I felt Snow’s presence behind and in the next second, he scooped up in his arms bridal style.
I yelped, blinking as my whole body tensed and still processing what just happened.
"Get her things, we’re leaving," Snow ordered as he took out of the hotel room.
Staring down at my robe, I struggled in his arms but his grip tightened, securing in place. "Let go," I demanded.
"Are you sure about that?"
My tantrum ceased when I felt his grip on loosen.
He wouldn’t dare! Would he?
I glanced at Snow again, waiting for any sign to show that he was joking but the seriousness in his eyes was no joke.
I swallowed. "W-where are you taking to?"
"Ho."
"I’m not..." He glared daggers and I closed my lips as he entered the elevator.
Just when Snow turned and the elevator was about to close, I caught sight of a few reporters rushing towards my room.
Fuck.
Noticing how tensed I was, Snow whispered darkly in my ears, "I can return you if you wish."
Imdiately, I wrapped my arms around her neck. "No, hubby. What wife wouldn’t want her husband carrying her ho?"
He mouthed won and shook his head as we descended.
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