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Chapter 54
~Zara’s POV~
I was about to protest, but Snow’s hand moved upwards, clamping over my mouth.
He muttered a few words to his father before they finished. The call ended and Snow tucked the phone back in his pocket, giving his full attention to .
"Hey wifey, ready for so responsibilities?"
I shook my head. All my life I never really prepared for a Luna, even though Mum tried to instil those teachings.
However, I graduated quickly and decided to study in a different city, far from ho.
With my brother ant to be alpha and have his Luna soday, I easily skipped on a lot of things until today.
"I can skip it," I inford Snow.
"Nonsense, wifey, we are going tomorrow."
I racked my brain for the perfect little excuse it could muster at such a point. "Oh, but we need to focus on Andrew Blake and securing a contract with him before leaving."
"True but after eting him tomorrow, we can let Ryan handle the rest."
"Ryan?" Snow chuckled at my confusion before nodding.
"Yes, Mr. Hunt, silly."
"Oh." My lips parted in an ’O’ formation and Snow chuckled. He released , turned around to face him and smiled softly.
"About earlier, I am sorry. I ant every word I said and perhaps during our stay in the pack, I’ll tell you more about everything. That should be sothing to look forward to and Ivory Crescent Pack is one in a million."
"Like a tour?" Snow nodded. "Deal?"
"Deal."
The days skipped by quickly. Due to the weekend, the eting was scheduled for Monday and not Saturday.
Once that was over, myself, Snow, Aira and Storm got prepared, packed our belongings and set out to the Ivory Crescent Pack.
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The drive to the Ivory Crescent Pack was long but smooth, Snow’s Range Rover slicing through the forested terrain with ease.
The towering trees flanked the road as we approached the pack house, the landscape rolling with green hills that shimred under the late afternoon sun.
I glanced over at Snow, who was calmly steering the vehicle, a subtle confidence etched in his features. Despite our earlier tensions, I couldn’t help but feel at ease by his side.
The last ti I had visited the Ivory Crescent Pack, it had been for dinner. I was too preoccupied with how much I had ssed up with Snow’s identity as my boss, hubby and literally the richest Alpha Bachelor in the country, to notice anything about the place.
But now, as we rounded a bend, the sight of the pack house took my breath away.
The pack house wasn’t just big—it was massive, the largest structure I had ever seen in a werewolf territory. Sprawling across the hill, it was a fortress of dark stone and glass, exuding a regal presence.
Its high, sloping roofs glead under the sunlight, and the windows stretched tall, reflecting the grandeur of the mountains behind it. Surrounding the estate were smaller hos, likely belonging to the pack mbers, all neatly arranged with well-kept gardens.
The house itself looked like a castle out of a storybook, with arches and terraces adorned with lush greenery, and a cobblestone courtyard leading up to the grand entrance. The air here felt different—fresher, humming with the power of an ancient pack. The Ivory Crescent, the most feared and respected pack, and now I was at the heart of it.
"They are here!" I barely had ti to take it all in before the heavy front doors swung open. A striking blonde woman stepped out, her hair a pale gold with vivid red tips that caught the sunlight.
She had the sa piercing blue eyes as Snow and Aira—sharp, intelligent, and full of mischief. I couldn’t help but stare.
She was almost an older version of Aira, though there was sothing more commanding about her presence. Her posture was regal, her aura confident, with an underlying power that radiated from her effortlessly.
"Hello, sister," Snow greeted her warmly as he stepped out of the car and walked toward her.
The woman smiled brightly, a charming smile that softened her sharp features. "Well, well. Look who’s back." She turned her gaze to , her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "And this must be her."
I stepped out of the car, feeling a little overwheld by her presence. There was sothing magnetic about her, sothing that made it hard to look away.
"Zara, et my older sister, Tempest," Snow said as he placed a hand gently on my lower back. "She’s Aira’s senior twin."
My lips parted in surprise. Twin? I’d t Aira before, but I had no idea she had a twin—especially not one who looked like this.
The resemblance between them was striking, but Tempest’s energy was different—stronger, more intense.
"You... You’re Aira’s twin?" I blurted out, feeling a bit dumbfounded. "I didn’t see you at the dinner we had."
Tempest laughed. Her voice was a lodic sound that rang through the air. "That’s because I wasn’t here. Aira and I were... elsewhere. I was handling the pack’s business. The ones you t that day were our maternal relatives."
Snow nodded, confirming her words. "They were standing in for them."
"I see," I managed to say, smiling politely as I extended my hand to Tempest.
She took it with a firm grip, her eyes glinting with amusent. "Ooohhh, I heard you’re quite the firecracker," Tempest teased, her lips curling into a playful grin. "I like you already."
I couldn’t help but laugh, her energy was infectious. "Glad to hear that."
Snow rolled his eyes, but there was a smile playing at the corner of his lips. "As expected from the hottest twin."
Tempest arched a brow at him and suddenly we felt two other presences behind us. "You better an that in the tempered way, dear brother."
Before Snow could respond, Aira appeared at our side, walking over with Storm in her arms. "Tempest."
"Aira!" Tempest squealed, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her twin. She rushed forward, nearly knocking Storm off balance as she threw her arms around Tempest.
"Careful, Aunt Tempest!" Storm huffed, his little face scrunched in irritation. "You almost forgot ."
Tempest laughed, imdiately scooping Storm from Aira’s arms and twirling him around.
"How could I forget my favourite nephew?" she cooed, planting a kiss on his cheek as he giggled in response.
"Well, I am your only nephew. How could you?" The little boy chided.
"Hahhaa, no. Aunty, dare not," Tempest responded eagerly.
I watched the scene unfold, a warmth spreading through . I had heard so many tales of the Ivory Crescent Pack’s fierce reputation, but seeing them now—Snow, Tempest, Aira, and Storm—they just seed like a close-knit family.
They were playful, affectionate, and so full of life. It was a stark contrast to what I had imagined, and it made feel... lighter.
"Co on in, everyone," Tempest called out as she set Storm down. "Twiny, you and I have a lot of catching up to do. I nearly lost it when Dad ntioned you had finally returned. I didn’t believe it."
Snow chuckled, leading the way inside. "Yeah, yeah. It’s been a while."
I trailed behind, still taking in the atmosphere of the pack house. Who would have thought that the most powerful pack in the territory could feel so... welcoming?
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