Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 185

Chapter 185: Chased Chapter 185: Chased ************** CHAPTER 185 ~Kane’s POV~ As I pushed through the dense undergrowth on the far side of the road, my frustration festered like an open wound.

Twigs snapped beneath my boots, the sounds of the forest mocking me as I emerged from the shadows into the clearing where my car was parked.

The black SUV gleamed under the dim light filtering through the trees, a stark reminder of how far I’d fallen.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.  Aira wasn’t supposed to defy me.

She wasn’t supposed to find solace in the arms of another man-another Alpha, no less.

I know in the past I rejected her but she kept coming back and over time, I got used to treating her that way.

She and our son belonged to me and only me.  Tsk, because of her brother, I never got to groom my son.

Hmph!

I wrenched the car door open and slid into the driver’s seat, slamming the door shut behind me.

The vehicle felt suffocating, the air inside stifling as I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles whitening.

My mate.

My son.

They’re mine.

Releasing a sharp breath, I reached for my phone and dialed a number, barely waiting for the first ring before a familiar voice answered.

“Kane,” Kylian’s voice was steady but cautious.

“What’s going on?” “I need information,” I growled, my tone low and dangerous.

“There’s a man surrounding Aira.

He reeks of power, and his presence is poisoning my mate’s mind.

Find out everything about him-his name, his pack, his rank.

I want it all.” Kylian hesitated for a fraction of a second before responding.

“Understood.

When are you returning to the pack?” My lips curled into a sneer.

“Not yet.

Not until I’ve resolved this…

situation.

My mate is here, and I’m not leaving without her.” The line went silent for a moment before Kylian spoke again.

“As you wish.

I’ll report back as soon as I have something.” I ended the call, tossing the phone onto the passenger seat.

My breathing was heavy, and my chest felt tight with an anger I couldn’t suppress.

Someone else had dared to claim Aira as theirs.

To touch what was mine.

Grinding my teeth, I started the engine and drove down the narrow road, the tires crunching against gravel.

The trees blurred past me, their shadows long and foreboding.

But no matter how far I drove, the fire inside me refused to die.

The thought of that man-his smug demeanor, his protective stance around Aira-only fueled my rage.

I slammed the brakes, the car skidding slightly before coming to a stop in the middle of the deserted road.

My hands tightened around the wheel, my breath coming in sharp bursts.

No.

This isn’t over.

Throwing the vehicle into reverse, I turned around and drove back the way I came, parking a short distance from the road near Snow’s mansion.

I stepped out, slamming the door shut and plunging into the dense woods.

The underbrush was thicker here, the canopy above blocking out most of the light.

The faint hum of the mansion’s activity reached my ears as I crept closer.

“I know I’ll be able to sense Aira,” I muttered under my breath.

The bond, though weakened by years of separation, still hummed faintly in the back of my mind.

“I’ll sneak in after dark, find her, and make her listen.

If she resists…

Storm will be my leverage.

She wouldn’t risk her son’s safety.” The thought brought a cruel smile to my lips as I crouched low behind a tree, positioning myself to watch the mansion from a safe distance.

Minutes turned into hours as I waited.

My patience wore thin, and my thoughts spiraled into frustration.

She’s my mate.

My wolf snarled within me.

She belongs to me.

The rustling of leaves broke through my brooding, and I froze, my senses on high alert.

My eyes scanned the shadows, expecting a stray animal.

But the presence I felt was no harmless creature.

It was something far deadlier.

A murderous aura pressed down on me like a vice, suffocating and oppressive.

My pulse quickened, and I gritted my teeth as the sound of deliberate footsteps approached.

Emerging from the shadows was a man with striking auburn hair and piercing green eyes.

His expression was cold and calculating as his gaze locked onto mine with unrelenting intensity.

My wolf bristled, sensing danger, but I held my ground.

The man’s lips curled into a smirk, and his voice was low and deliberate.

“Found him.

Warriors, on me.” Panic surged through me as I bolted, my feet pounding against the forest floor.

The sound of pursuit was immediate, the heavy footsteps of multiple men crashing through the undergrowth behind me.

“Damn it,” I hissed, pushing myself to move faster.

The path to my car was blocked by the auburn-haired man, who moved with a predator’s precision, cutting off my escape.

Cursing under my breath, I veered off into the denser part of the forest, weaving through the trees in a desperate attempt to lose them.

The air grew thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, masking my scent as I dived down a steep hill and crouched low, pressing myself against the ground.

The voices of my pursuers grew louder as they closed in.

“He masked his scent,” one warrior growled.

“Typical coward move,” another muttered.

A third voice, calm and commanding, cut through the noise.

“Silence.” It was him-the auburn-haired man.

His tone demanded respect, and the warriors obeyed without question.

I watched him from my hiding place, barely daring to breathe as he closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling with deliberate control.

“What is he doing?” I thought, my frustration mounting.

One of the warriors chuckled darkly.

“Beta Draven.

That brow arc-he’s found him.” Draven’s eyes snapped open, sharp and focused.

I tensed, ready to make a break for it when a loud rustling sound erupted from where I was hiding.

My ringtone.

My heart sank as all six heads turned in my direction.

Draven’s smirk widened.

“Got him.”