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Chapter 275
~Zara’s POV~
It had been two days since Ella arrived, and I had barely seen Snow, and between tending to Ella, unpacking her things, and keeping up with my duties, ti with my husband had been limited. Truth be told, I missed him.
But Snow had been distant too—sothing was off. Maybe it was everything that happened with my kidnapping, Kaid’s palace, or even the ominous ssage from Xavier about the Shadow Clave.
Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to his quietness.
That evening, as I finally stepped away from Ella to catch my breath, I decided to check on him. Snow was nowhere in sight when I entered our room, but the soft glow of the balcony lights caught my attention.
I padded over silently, masking my scent as I approached while Snow stood there, his broad fra silhouetted against the twilight, his gaze fixed on the gardens below.
His hands gripped the railing, and his shoulders were tense, a weight visible in every line of his body.
Without a word, I slipped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek against his back. "Hey," I whispered.
Snow stiffened for a mont, then relaxed under my touch. He turned slowly, his icy blue eyes softening as they t mine. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around , pulling close.
"You’ve been hiding," I murmured, tilting my head to look at him.
A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Not hiding. Just being busy and thinking."
"About?"
"Everything," he admitted, his voice low. "You. Ella. Kaid. The Shadow Clave. It feels like we’re balancing on the edge of sothing big, Zara. And I can’t let anything happen to you."
I reached up, cupping his face. "Nothing will happen to , Snow. You’ve always kept safe, and you always will."
His gaze darkened, his jaw tightening. "I don’t just want to keep you safe, Zara. I want to give you the life you deserve—peace, happiness, everything."
"You already do," I said softly. "I am happy and I have found peace with you." Snow shook his head.
"Not like this, Zara. Not when a psychopathic killer is hiding and waiting for an opportunity to kill you."
"I know. I know and I’ll be careful. You can have your guards follow . And I have my brother’s warriors protecting . I am willing to allow myself to be babied to help calm you guys."
You know," Snow began, "one of the reasons I love you is how you know just how to put my mind at ease and also stir it into endless worries, Zara."
My smile brightened as my fingers ran up and down his arms slowly. Snow leaned down and brushed his lips against mine before going in for a tender kiss that quickly deepened.
My fingers tangled in his hair as he held close, pouring all his emotions into the kiss.
When we finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against mine. "Co inside with ," he murmured.
I nodded, letting him guide back into the room. As we entered, Snow turned on the lights and I noticed the small changes—candles lit on the dresser, the faint aroma of roses lingering in the air.
"What’s all this?" I asked, my brow arching.
Snow smirked, leading to the bed. "I asked the maids to bring dinner up. I wanted to charm my wife tonight."
I laughed softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Charm , huh? What’s the occasion?"
"You," he said simply, his tone so genuine that it made my chest ache.
As if on cue, a knock sounded at the door. Snow moved to answer it, returning monts later with a cart laden with covered dishes and a bottle of wine so old it looked like it belonged in a museum.
He placed the food and drinks on the small table by the window, then turned back to with a mischievous grin. "Sit," he said, pulling out a chair for .
I complied, watching as he uncovered the dishes to reveal a perfectly cooked al and a small chocolate cake. He served a piece of cake first, then poured the wine, his every movent classic, poised, and smooth.
As we ate, Snow’s eyes never left , a small smile playing on his lips.
"You’re staring," I teased, taking a sip of the wine.
"Can’t help it," he said, his voice dropping an octave. "You’re beautiful."
I rolled my eyes, though my cheeks heated at his words. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Alpha Snow."
"Good," he murmured, standing and moving behind . His hands rested on my shoulders, his thumbs brushing gently against my skin.
He leaned down, his breath warm against my neck. "Do you rember," he began, his voice low and teasing, "the night we had our little... phone escapade?"
I froze, my eyes widening as heat rushed to my cheeks. "Snow," I hissed, clearly mortified.
He chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to the nape of my neck. "You do rember. Good."
His lips trailed slowly along my neck, pausing at the spot just beneath my ear. "I’ve been thinking about it ever since," he whispered, his voice sending a shiver down my spine.
"Snow," I whispered back as my thighs pressed together.
"Hmm?" he humd, his lips brushing over my mark.
I couldn’t respond. Every kiss, and every touch sent sparks shooting through my body. My breathing quickened, and when his teeth grazed my mark, a soft whimper escaped .
Snow’s hands slid down my arms, pulling to my feet. He turned to face him, his gaze heated as his hands settled on my hips.
"You drive crazy," he murmured, capturing my lips in a searing kiss.
I lted into him, my hands gripping his shirt as he guided toward the bed. The rest of the world faded away, leaving only us.
When we reached the bed, he laid down gently, his body covering mine as his lips captured mine once more.
"I’ve been wanting you since that night, love and right now, I’ve got you right where I want."
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