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Chapter 386
~Zara’s POV~
I grabbed my phone and dialed a familiar number. It rang twice before a smooth, confident voice answered.
"Zara? Wow, I wasn’t expecting a call from you. It’s been a while, girl. What’s up?" Amber’s voice ca through, laced with curiosity.
"Hey, Amber. I need a favour."
"Of course. Anything."
I hesitated for only a mont before saying the words that sealed my fate. "I need to start a divorce process."
Silence.
Then, a slow, careful exhale. "Zara... are you sure?"
In the past, after signing my contract with Snow and him always speaking on it... I began preparing myself for what could happen after our contract ended.
I didn’t want him to be the one to get rid of back then, when he refused to co to terms with his feelings and contacted my old friend from university.
Although she was sure I wouldn’t need it and in ti, I also saw it for myself. We loved each other but now...
I sighed. I needed to be prepared. I closed my eyes, swallowing the lump in my throat. "Yes."
"Alright," she said, her voice professional, but I could still hear the concern beneath it. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"No," I said simply.
"Okay..." she drawled, hoping to probably hear a different answer from . "Umm, do you want anything from the settlent? Property, assets, alimony?"
I shook my head, even though she couldn’t see . "No. Nothing. I just want my freedom. I do not want anything from Blaze Black."
Amber was silent for a beat, and then, "Okay. I’ll prepare the paperwork."
"Thank you," I whispered.
She sighed. "You know, you don’t have to rush this. Maybe—"
"I need to do this, Amber," I interrupted gently. "Before I lose myself waiting for sothing that might never happen."
Amber didn’t push. "I understand. I’ll have the first draft ready by tomorrow."
"Thank you," I said again, my voice hollow.
After hanging up, I sat there for a long mont, staring at the contract again.
It was almost over. Maybe Snow would co to his senses. Maybe he would fight for us. Or maybe... this was how our story ended.
I didn’t tell Snow anything. I distanced myself, avoiding him entirely.
That night, I locked my door, unwilling to let him in. If he wanted , he needed to prove it.
The next morning, before anyone in the mansion could stir, I packed a small bag, grabbed my keys, and left.
I needed space.
I needed ho.
With the divorce papers being drawn up and everything in my heart screaming in confusion, there was only one person I needed right now.
My mother.
I slipped into my car and drove, the road stretching before like an uncertain path into the future.
Let Snow figure himself out.
If he wanted , he knew where to find .
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~Snow’s POV~
After my discussion with the guys the previous day, I had made up my mind—I needed to talk to Zara.
I needed to fix this whether she liked it or not. But Zara being Zara, shut out.
She had locked herself in her room, refusing to see , refusing to even acknowledge my presence in the mansion.
It wasn’t just anger—I could feel the raw, aching pain radiating from her, like a wound she was trying to heal on her own.
And I had put it there.
That realisation sat heavy in my chest, suffocating . I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face as I leaned back in my chair.
I hadn’t seen Vera either, not that I wanted to. If anything, I was doing everything in my power to avoid her. I knew if I saw her, Glacier would react, and I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him.
He had been restless ever since Zara left.
"She’s ignoring us," he growled in frustration. "Fix it."
"I’m trying."
"Then stop wasting ti. Go to her."
I clenched my jaw. "It’s not that simple, Glacier. You think she’ll just let in after what happened?"
Silence, and then he added, "If Zara won’t answer us, then go to our mate. She is hurting. She’s ours."
I let out a sharp breath, pushing away from my desk.
The mate bond was growing stronger, suffocating with each passing day. It was frustrating. Annoying. A constant weight pressing against my will, urging to give in.
And Glacier? He wanted nothing more than to complete the bond—to claim Vera, to solidify the connection the Moon Goddess had forged.
But I didn’t.
I loved Zara. I chose Zara. And I wasn’t going to let a damn mate bond rewrite the life I had built with her.
"You’re fighting the inevitable," Glacier muttered.
"No," I shot back. "I’m fighting for the one I love. And don’t make expell you out of my mind, Glacier. And shut up with Vera nonesense."
A low growl rattled through my mind, but I ignored him.
I exhaled slowly, rolling my shoulders to ease the tension coiling in my muscles.
Tomorrow—tomorrow, I would see Zara.
She couldn’t lock herself away forever. Eventually, she would need sothing—food, air, anything. The mont she stepped out of that room, I’d be there.
And I wouldn’t let her walk away from again.
However, when the next day ca, I waited and watched, and soon it was already breakfast ti, which ant she’d soon be hungry; hopefully she still has an appetite after everything.
However, the next morning, when I went to see Zara, I noticed sothing off—the door wasn’t locked from the inside.
A strange unease settled in my chest as I hesitated for a mont before pushing it open.
Empty.
My stomach dropped. The bed was untouched, her scent already fading from the room.
Zara was gone.
The realisation slamd into like a sledgehamr as I stood in the doorway of her room.
I stepped inside, scanning the space, hoping—praying—for any sign that she was still here.
Thankfully, everything was still in place—to so extent, her clothes, shoes, and books stacked neatly on the nightstand. But she wasn’t here.
I strode further inside, my wolf clawing at my chest in panic. "She wouldn’t just leave like this."
"Oh, now you care?" I scoffed, ignoring Glacier, and yanked open the closet.
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