Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Shopping Chapter 141: Shopping ************** CHAPTER 141 ~Snow’s POV~ I swallowed hard, Jupiter’s words striking a nerve I didn’t want to acknowledge.

“What if I’m wrong?” “Then you’re wrong,” Jupiter said simply.

“But you’ll never know if you don’t take the chance.

And let me tell you, Snow, the regret of not trying will haunt you far more than the fear of rejection.” I sighed, leaning my head back against the chair.

“It’s not that simple.

I married her under a contract.

She agreed because it suited her needs, not because she wanted me.” Jupiter snorted.

“Contracts can change, my friend.

And so can feelings.

Have you even talked to her about it?

Or are you just sitting in your ivory tower, assuming she doesn’t care?” “She deserves better,” I muttered, more to myself than to him.

“Someone who can give her a normal life, not one filled with threats and danger.” “Let me stop you right there,” Jupiter interrupted.

“Zara doesn’t strike me as the type who wants ‘normal.’ She’s strong, Snow.

She’s chosen to stand by you even when she could have walked away.

That says a lot.” His words hit harder than I cared to admit.

“You make it sound easy.” “It’s not,” Jupiter said, his voice softening.

“But nothing worth having ever is.

You’re an Alpha, Snow.

You don’t shy away from battles-don’t shy away from this one.

If you love her, fight for her.” I closed my eyes, the weight of the conversation settling in.

“What if she doesn’t choose me?” Jupiter laughed lightly.

“Then at least you’ll know you gave it your all.

But Snow, something tells me she’s already chosen-you just haven’t realized it yet.” I exhaled deeply, the tension in my chest easing just a fraction.

“Thanks, Jupiter.

For everything.” “Anytime,” he said warmly.

“Now, stop brooding and do something about it.

Oh, and don’t forget about Marcus’ little ghost.

I’ll update you once I have something solid.

Take care of yourself, Snow.

And her.” “Stay safe, Jupiter,” I said, my voice firmer now.

“You too, Snow.

And for God’s sake, don’t screw this up with Zara.

She’s one of the good ones.” Before I could respond, the line went dead, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the heavy weight of Jupiter’s words.

As the call ended, I stared at the phone in my hand, Jupiter’s words replaying in my mind.

He was right-I needed to stop running from this.

For better or worse, it was time to face what was in front of me.

And if I wanted her, I better prepare her for the role of a Luna, testing her strengths and prove to my parents she is every bit worth that title.

************* ~Zade’s POV~ The soft hum of activity filled the air as I wandered through the mall, my mind preoccupied with the upcoming plans I had with Snow and Andrew.

It had been a long week, and I’d come here to clear my head.

Turning the corner, I froze mid-step.

Standing a few feet away, inspecting a display of handbags, was Tempest.

For a moment, I considered walking away, giving her the space she clearly wanted.

But something in her posture-a mix of tension and vulnerability-compelled me to stay.

“Tempest,” I called out, keeping my tone light.

She stiffened slightly before turning to face me, her expression guarded.

“Zade.” “I didn’t expect to see you here,” I said, approaching slowly.

“Neither did I,” she replied, her eyes flickering toward the exit.

“I was just…

shopping.” I nodded, sensing her hesitation.

“Mind if I join you?” Her brows furrowed, and for a moment, I thought she’d refuse.

But then she sighed, glancing at the display.

“Fine.

Just don’t get in the way.” A small smile tugged at my lips as I fell into step beside her.

Together, we moved through the store, browsing casually.

“Are you shopping for yourself or someone else?” I asked, trying to lighten the mood.

“For myself,” she said curtly, though her tone softened slightly.

We stopped at a rack of dresses, and I picked one up, holding it out.

“What about this?

I think it’d look great on you.” She glanced at the dress, then at me, and to my surprise, a faint smile appeared.

“You have terrible taste, Zade.” I laughed, placing the dress back.

“Fair enough.

What do I know about women’s fashion?

After my father’s death, my mother was away most of the time chasing her career and leaving me with my uncles-her brothers for some harsh training.” I had not intended to make her feel sad for me or anything.

I only wanted her to know why anything women weren’t clearly in my line.  Something flickered in Tempest’s eyes that warmed my heart.  “Hey, Tempest.” “Umm€¦” she hesitated briefly and then suddenly her lips pulled back in a smile.

“Don’t tell me before you became mates with my sister you have never dated any girls?

Or had a female friend or a sister?” “Well, I had one.” “Which?

Girlfriend, friend or sister?”  “All.” Tempest’s eyes went wide making me chuckle.

“Well, all and none.” She shook her head, clearly lost.

“How?

How do you have all and none at the same time?” “My sister.

I lost her.

She was my everything and growing up, I thought of her only.

That and training with school and a pack to lead, I did not have time for the other aspect.” “No female acquaintances?”  “There was but that was all they were and at a distance.”  She seemed thoughtful for a minute before nodding.

“It would explain your closeness with my brother and the stoic attitude and air of authority you had.

I must say it seems darker than Snow’s-your aura, I mean.” I rubbed the back of my neck, never truly having a female be so blunt with me.

I guess that was why she was Tempest.  As her name implied, she was daring and hotheaded.  “Anyways, enough depressing talk.

I am sorry about your sister.

Come on, let’s shop.

I’ll show you the ropes,” she offered.

Smiling I accepted.

For the first time since we met, the tension between us seemed to ease.

We continued shopping, exchanging light banter that gradually melted her icy demeanour.