Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Fate Chapter 210: Fate *************** CHAPTER 210 ~Zara’s POV~ I closed my eyes as the warm water enveloped me, its heat soothing my muscles but doing little to quiet the raging thoughts in my mind.

Astrid’s presence loomed, as calming as it was frustrating.

“You’re angry,” she said, her tone soft yet unwavering.

“Yes, I knew.

They were dormant and€¦” I opened my eyes, glaring into the distance.

“Why wouldn’t I be, Astrid?

You knew I had dormant powers all this time and never said a word?” Astrid exhaled a sigh, her voice vibrating through my mind.

“It wasn’t the right time.

You were overwhelmed with everything else-your rebirth, your memories, Snow, Ivan€¦ I wanted to protect you until you were ready.” My jaw clenched.

“Ready?

How was I supposed to prepare for something I didn’t know existed?” Silence followed, and I could feel Astrid retreat slightly, giving me space to process.

“I don’t like being blindsided,” I muttered, sliding deeper into the water.

“I know,” Astrid replied.

“And I promise, Zara, I will guide you through this.

You’re stronger than you think.

You’ve always been stronger.” Her words soothed the sharp edges of my anger, but they didn’t erase it completely.

I needed time, and I needed answers.

With a resigned sigh, I stepped out of the tub, wrapping a towel around myself as the water dripped from my skin.

I glanced at my reflection in the fogged mirror, the faint glow of the mate mark on my neck a reminder of Snow’s presence in my life.

When I emerged from the bathroom, Snow was sitting on the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on the clock.

He looked up as I entered, his features softening.

“You took your time,” he teased gently, standing to meet me.

He held a glass of warm milk in his hand and extended it toward me.

I took it, the heat from the glass warming my fingers.

“I needed it.” Snow didn’t pry, simply brushing a stray strand of hair from my face.

“Come to bed.

You need to rest.” I nodded, placing the empty glass on the nightstand.

I moved to grab a pair of pajamas from the dresser, but Snow stopped me with a gentle hand on my arm.

“I picked these for you,” he said, gesturing toward the soft set of pajamas neatly folded on the bed.

I raised an eyebrow, amused.

“You’re dressing me now?” His lips quirked into a smile.

“Only because I know how tired you are.” I rolled my eyes but allowed him to help me into the pajamas.

His touch was careful, reverent, and my heart swelled with affection.

Once dressed, Snow guided me to bed, pulling the blankets over us as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

His fingers trailed lazily through my hair, a soothing rhythm that made it hard to stay tense.

“Zara,” he murmured.

“Hmm?” I replied, nuzzling into his chest.

“What do you think our life would have been like if we’d met sooner?” The question caught me off guard, and I pulled back slightly to meet his gaze.

His blue eyes were filled with genuine curiosity and a hint of longing.

“I think,” I began slowly, “that we’d still find each other, no matter what.

Maybe it would’ve been less complicated, or maybe we’d have more challenges to overcome.

But I believe we’re meant to be, Snow.

In every life.” He smiled, his thumb brushing over my cheek.

“In every life,” he echoed.

The sincerity in his voice brought tears to my eyes, and I leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips.

We lay there for a while, talking about everything and nothing until sleep finally claimed us both.

************** ~Kaid’s POV~ The sleek black Bugatti La Voiture Noire hummed as Richard and I stepped out onto the polished pavement.

The sunlight reflected off the car’s flawless surface, drawing admiring glances from onlookers.

“You really have a thing for over-the-top entrances,” Richard commented, adjusting his cufflinks.

I smirked, smoothing my jacket.

“It’s not about the entrance; it’s about the presence.” Richard scoffed but didn’t argue.

We walked toward the entrance of the upscale mall, its glass doors parting to reveal a bustling interior filled with shoppers.

“Should I have the mall cleared?” Richard asked, his tone casual as if this were a normal occurrence.

Well, truth be told it was.

Only a few occurrences did I let it slide.

“No need,” I replied, scanning the crowd.

“We’re here to blend in, not cause a scene.” Despite my words, heads turned as we entered.

The whispers started almost immediately, eyes trailing us as we walked.

Richard leaned closer, chuckling.

“Still having the same effect on women, I see.” I glanced at him, amused.

“Did you miss the way the older women were eyeing you?” He shrugged.

“Charm is timeless.” We continued down the main corridor, the whispers growing louder.

My senses sharpened as a familiar scent reached me, one that sent a jolt through my entire being.

I halted, my brows knitting together as my eyes scanned the crowd.

“What’s wrong?” Richard asked, noticing my sudden change in demeanor.

“She’s here,” I growled a little.

Richard frowned.

“Who’s here?” “Zara,” I replied, my gaze locking onto a figure in the distance.

She was standing near a boutique, her back turned to me, but there was no mistaking her.

My heart throbbed at the sight, knowing that this beautiful woman would never be mine if I don’t do something about her husband.  Richard followed my gaze, his expression shifting.

“What do you want to do?” I hesitated, my instincts pulling me toward her even as my mind urged restraint.

“Nothing,” I said finally, though the word tasted like a lie.

“We’re here for a reason.

Let’s stick to it.” Richard nodded, but his eyes lingered on me for a moment longer before we continued walking.

As we moved past the boutique, I couldn’t help but steal one last glance.

Zara turned slightly, her profile catching the light, and my chest tightened.

Fate had a cruel sense of humor, it seemed.

Unable to withstand it anymore, I moved in a different direction, ignoring Richard’s stunned look.

“Hello, Zia.”