Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 161

Chapter 161: Lighthearted Morning Chapter 161: Lighthearted Morning ************** CHAPTER 161 ~Zara’s POV~ The sound of Ella’s name instantly pulled me from my swirling thoughts.

My cheeks burned, knowing all too well what this call might lead to.

“Ella’s calling you?” I asked, trying to keep my tone casual despite the warmth creeping up my neck.

“Technically, she’s calling you,” Snow said with a smirk as he handed me the phone.

I hesitated, staring at the screen as Ella’s name flashed insistently.

With a sigh, I swiped to answer.

“Hey, Ella.” “Zara!

Finally!” Her bubbly voice came through, as bright and loud as ever.

“I’ve been waiting for an update!

Don’t tell me you’ve been sitting around feeling sorry for yourself.

“Ella, it’s barely morning,” I muttered, feeling the faintest pang of exasperation mixed with affection.

“Morning, morning!

Details, woman!

What’s been going on with you and Snow?

I bet you two have been getting into it that you totally forgot your girl.” I tried not to roll my eyes, knowing Snow had his eyes on me.  “Tell me, did Snow finally confess properly?

Are you and your partner performing the awkward “we’re in love but won’t admit it” dance, or are we finally transitioning into the honeymoon phase?” “Ella!” I exclaimed, my voice going a pitch higher.

“What?” she said innocently.

“It’s a valid question!” Snow leaned closer, his chin practically resting on my shoulder as he whispered loud enough for Ella to hear, “She’s already thinking about our honeymoon.” I turned to glare at him, heat rushing to my face.

“I am not!” “You’re blushing,” he pointed out with an annoyingly smug grin.

Ella gasped theatrically on the other end of the line.

“Oh my gosh, you are!

Zara, you sly wolf!

I knew it.

So what’s the plan?

Romantic getaway?

A moonlit proposal?

Tell me everything!” “There’s no plan,” I said firmly, shooting Snow another glare when he gave me a playful wink.

“And stop encouraging her!” “I’m doing no such thing,” Snow said innocently, his lips twitching with suppressed laughter.

“Alpha Snow Zephyr,” Ella said, her voice dropping to a teasingly serious tone, “if you don’t make this official soon, I’m coming over there to drag you to a jeweler myself.” “Noted,” Snow replied with mock solemnity.

“But I think I’ve got it under control, Ella.

Thanks for the backup, though.” “Anytime!” Ella chirped.

“Now, Zara, darling, how are you holding up?

I heard about the explosion.” The lightheartedness of the moment faltered slightly, and I swallowed the lump in my throat.

“I’m okay.

Just…

processing everything.” “Good,” Ella said, her tone softening.

“Because if you need me, I’ll drop everything and come over.

Seriously, I can be there in two hours.” I smiled, her sincerity warming my heart.

“I know, Ella.

Thanks.

But I’m okay.

Snow’s been…

taking care of me.” And then it occurred to me.

How the hell did she know?  I glanced in Snow’s direction.

The look he gave me, trying to avoid eye contact, gave him out.

He shrugged when my stare remained fixed on his face.  “What?

I was planning to go on a self-search and needed someone who could stay with you that I€¦ we could trust.” I sighed at his explanation.

“Sure€¦” I mouthed to him.

“Good,” Ella said firmly.

“He’d better.

Or he’ll have to answer to me.” Snow chuckled, his fingers brushing against mine as he adjusted my blanket.

“Duly noted, Ella.

You’re terrifying, by the way.” “I know,” she replied cheerfully.

“Alright, I’ll let you two lovebirds get back to…

whatever you were doing.

But Zara?” “Yeah?” “Don’t let him off the hook too easily,” she said with a grin evident in her voice.

“Make him work for it.” I laughed, shaking my head.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” The call ended, leaving the room quiet once more.

Snow leaned back, his smirk firmly in place.

“She’s got a point, you know,” he said, stretching his arms behind his head.

“You should make me work for it.” “Oh, trust me, I intend to,” I shot back, unable to hide my grin.

Snow’s expression turned mischievous.

“What’s my first challenge, then?

Should I cook you breakfast?

Plan a date?

Write you a poem?” I pretended to think, tapping my chin.

“How about…

all of the above?” His laughter filled the room, sending warmth coursing through me.

“Done.

But don’t complain if my poem ends up being about how stubborn you are.” “Stubborn?” I gasped, feigning outrage.

“I’m not stubborn!” “Sure you’re not,” he said, his grin widening.

The playful banter eased the tension that had lingered since the explosion, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt a sense of normalcy returning.

Snow stood, stretching with exaggerated movements.

“Alright, Miss Zarek.

Challenge accepted.” I frowned, and he noticed.

“What’s the matter, my love?”  “Figure it out.” Snow gave it a thought briefly and then his eyes narrowed slightly.  “My apologies, Mrs.

Zephyr,” he corrected himself and I couldn’t hide the warm smile anymore. “I’ll start with breakfast.

Stay here and rest.” “Wait,” I said, grabbing his hand before he could leave.

He turned back, his expression softening.

“What is it?” “Thank you,” I appreciated.

“For everything.” Snow smiled, his thumb brushing over my knuckles.

“Always.” As he left the room, I sank back into the pillows, a small smile tugging at my lips.

Maybe, just maybe, things would be okay.

I watched Snow leave the room, his figure disappearing into the hallway.

The smile he left behind lingered, but my thoughts remained.

Ella’s call had brought some levity to my morning, and Snow’s presence was undeniably comforting.  Yet, a part of me still felt unsettled.

The dream from earlier nagged at the edges of my mind, refusing to be ignored.

What was that forest?

Why did it feel so real?

Why did I suddenly recall my past and the manner in which I died?

Just thinking about it brought inexplicable rage to me and my thought wandered.  “I never truly paid Clarissa back for all her help in aiding Ivan and killing me twice.” Hmm, I guess there’s some nice repayment that can ruin her future and career.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS BaeVida And so…

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