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Chapter 418
~Zara’s POV~
It all went in a flash. It all felt like a wrong horror movie playing in my head as I watched that spark in his eyes die completely.
Snow was gone. My world was gone. No.
"No. No. No!" Astrid roared within and I shared in her pain.
Sothing inside snapped. The pain, the fear, the anger—it all collapsed into a single, overwhelming force.
A glow erupted from my body, the sheer heat of it scorching the air around . Astrid’s feral growl echoed in my mind, unhinged.
"No!!" Pain coursed through her from killing her mate. "My mate..." she whimpered, whined like a lost cub as the pin overwheld her. "Hewas going to reject for you. I thought, I-I thought killing you would make him see he has no need for ou but why... In the end, he only saw you! No...!"
Only now did I truly believe the bond between them but still... none of that mattered.
I lifted my gaze, my eyes glowing an intense, blinding white as they locked on her—my one true enemy—Vera Slaton.
And then, I moved faster than lightning, faster than thought—I was on her. Vera barely had ti to react before my clawed hand pierced through her chest.
Her eyes widened in shock, her lips parting in a silent gasp as blood gushed from her mouth. Anger flared in my eyes, their colour mirroring in her wild eyes as I tightened my grip, my claws sinking deeper.
Fear filled her eyes as she tried to speak. To plea perhaps but I was much less concerned about her to bother with that. What I wanted more than anything was revenge, to snuff her like she did Snow.
Her heartbeat faltered and with a final, rciless twist, I crushed her heart. She shuddered, her body convulsing as she choked on her own breath.
Her magic flickered, her power snuffed out, and then just like she had done to him, she too was gone.
I yanked my hand back, letting her lifeless body collapse to the ground.
I didn’t look at her. Because my eyes were already on Snow. I sank to my knees, gathering him into my arms, my vision blurring with tears.
"Snow... Snow, open your eyes." My voice shook. My hands shook. My entire soul trembled with terror.
But Snow didn’t move.
I pressed my forehead against his, my voice breaking as I cried. "Don’t you dare leave , please."
There was no response from him. The more seconds ticked by, the more I felt lost. "Snow..." Tears stread down my face in torrents as mories of our life together flashed before my eyes.
How I had t him as nothing but a re call boy. How we had ford a contract and even our first kiss, our first sex and the many tis we were together after that.
"Snow, please. Stay with . Stay back. I... I love you, lease. I’m so sorry. I am sorry. I never should have left you. Please co back to . Co back!"
I could hear Astrid’s howl echoing through my mind, the agony of what was left of the mate bond fraying, threatening to rip apart.
I didn’t know what to do. All I wanted was to keep him safe. Keep him alive, not just for but for the people in our lives.
For Little Storm, for Aira, Tempest, Luna Star, Zade, Alpha Storm, my mother... .
Snow couldn’t afford to leave. Not now. He wasn’t...
I didn’t know what happened. All I knew was that my hands glowed, my body trembled and my entire being was fixed on one thing—bringing him back.
Like a spellbound servant, I slowly placed my glowing hands on his chest, shut my eyes as my entire focus was on Snow, a smiling Alpha Snow.
"Please. Please. Just please co back."
I remained there for a few minutes and then suddenly, I felt a faint heartbeat.
It was weak. But there. I gasped, my hands gripping him tighter as I opened my eyes. "Snow, please..."
But when I checked once more... everything was gone.
Heartbreak and devastation washed over in waves. "No. No. No. It cannot be."
I whipped my head from side to side. I searched for an explanation, but there was no one, nothing. Nobody to save my Snow.
Tears rolled down my cheeks falling on his face as I hugged his body tighter and with a deep growl, I scread at the top of my lungs.
I had lost Snow. I had lost the only man I ever truly loved.
"NO!!!"
I clutched Snow tighter against my body, my whole world crashing around . His weight in my arms felt unbearable—too still, too lifeless.
His heartbeat was gone but my breathing hitched, and hot tears blurred my vision. My hands trembled as I pressed my palm against his chest, desperate to feel sothing—anything.
But there was nothing.
My phone. I needed to call soone. Anyone.
With shaky fingers, I reached behind , pulling it from my back pocket. But the second I glanced at the screen, my heart plumted.
It was cracked beyond repair. The entire display was shattered, black lines spidering across the glass, rendering it useless.
A strangled sob tore from my throat, and with a cry of frustration, I threw the phone against the wall. It shattered on impact, pieces clattering to the floor.
I hunched over Snow, pressing my forehead against his, my tears dripping onto his blood-streaked skin.
I had never felt this kind of helplessness before. Never.
I did not know the extent of my witch powers. Not that I ever really trained. I did not know if I could heal wounds. All I knew was I could fight enemies. I could even face death head-on.
But I couldn’t bring him back.
Ti stretched endlessly. Maybe ten minutes. Maybe thirty. I didn’t know. I didn’t care. But then I heard the sound of soft, asured footsteps approaching from behind.
I stiffened, lifting my head. My vision was hazy with tears, but when I looked up—my breath hitched.
A tall figure in a flowing silver robe stood before , bathed in an ethereal glow. Her piercing eyes t mine, her expression serene yet filled with deep sorrow.
"Siona?" My voice cracked, disbelief laced in every syllable.
The High Priestess of the Lycans.
She had appeared out of nowhere. The door was still closed. No one had entered. And yet—she was here.
Her warm gaze softened. "Oh, Zara, child. I felt your call from far away. You were highly distressed."
I stared at her, my chest heaving. "You... you heard ?"
She nodded. "Your pain called to through the threads of fate. I could not ignore it."
I swallowed hard, my mind racing. This had to be a dream. A cruel hallucination born from my grief.
Siona’s eyes flickered toward the room, assessing the damage—the shattered glass, the overturned furniture, the lifeless man in my arms.
Her gaze darkened. "What happened here?"
I couldn’t hold back anymore. The dam inside broke.
I lunged toward her, gripping her robe with trembling fingers. "Siona—he’s dead. Snow Zephyr is dead!" My voice cracked, raw and filled with agony.
She stilled.
I clutched her harder, my nails digging into the fabric. "Please. Do sothing. Anything. I beg of you. Bring him back like you brought ."
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