Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 214

Chapter 214: Kaid’s Anger Chapter 214: Kaid’s Anger *************** CHAPTER 214 ~Kaid’s POV~ The air in the mall felt stifling the moment Zara walked away.

I stood frozen, her absence pulling at something deep within me.

My chest ached, though I refused to let it show.

My wolf growled.

He was clearly not pleased with how things have become and neither was I.

“Alpha,” Richard suddenly called softly, placing a hand on my shoulder.

His voice was calm, but the disappointment in his eyes made my brows knit in frustration.

“I believe we should get going.”  Without a word, I followed him toward the exit, my boots echoing loudly against the polished tiles.

As we stepped into the parking lot, my gaze instinctively darted to the side close to the sleek black car parked a few rows away.

I saw them.

Snow helped her into his car before rounding the corner to join in.

That wasn’t all.

They seemed to have spoken shortly and then Snow held her close, his arms wrapping around her protectively as she buried her face in his chest.

My stomach tightened, and my fists clenched at my sides.

When she leaned up, her lips found his in a kiss that was far too intimate for my comfort, something inside me snapped.

“Alpha€¦” Richard began, noticing my stiffened posture.

“Get in the passenger seat,” I barked, sharply.

“What?” Richard frowned.

I strode toward him, snatching the keys from his hand before he could protest.

“Go.

Passenger’s seat.

Now.” Richard hesitated, his gaze flickering toward Snow and Zara still locked in their embrace.

He sighed heavily but complied, stepping aside without another word.

The car roared to life, and I tore out of the parking lot, the tyres screeching against the asphalt.

The engine’s growl matched the storm brewing inside me.

The road blurred as I pressed harder on the accelerator, my grip on the steering wheel tightening until my knuckles turned white.

For a while, Richard stayed silent, likely sensing my mood.

But after several miles of tense quiet, he finally spoke.

“You’re mad about this?” His voice was even, though his words carried an edge.

“I can’t believe you have the nerve after using allure on her.” “Shut up, Richie,” I snapped in a warning tone.

“No.” His defiance was immediate, and it only fueled the fire burning in my chest.

I turned my head briefly to glare at him.

“I said shut up.” “And I said no.” His voice rose slightly, his frustration finally bubbling to the surface.

“You keep acting like the world owes you something, Kaid.

You used allure.

You played dirty.

And now you’re angry because it didn’t work?” I slammed the brakes, the car screeching to an abrupt halt on the side of the empty road.

The sudden force sent Richard lurching forward before he caught himself against the dashboard.

“Kaid, what the hell?” he barked.

Ignoring him, I shoved the door open and stepped out, my breathing heavy and uneven.

The cool air hit my face, but it did little to quell the storm raging inside me.

I walked a few steps away from the car, clenching my fists as I felt the anger building.

And then I let it out.

A deep and raw roar tore from my throat, echoing away.

I punched the air, my frustration spilling out in a way I couldn’t contain.

The ache in my chest didn’t lessen, but the outburst gave me a moment of clarity.

I stood there, panting, my hands trembling at my sides.

Richard’s voice broke the silence.

“Feel better?” I turned to see him leaning casually against the car, arms crossed.

Despite his sarcastic tone, his expression held something softer-understanding.

He walked over, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“You’re angry because you care.

But this isn’t the way to handle it.” “I didn’t mean to hurt her,” I muttered, my voice hoarse.

“I know,” Richard said simply.

“But that doesn’t change what you did.” I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

“I don’t know how to fix it.

Now she must think that I am a douchebag.” Richard shrugged.

“Well, she wouldn’t be that wrong, you know.”  I glared at him.

I was being serious here.

Zara meant a lot to me.

In my attempt to show her what she was missing, what could have been, I let go and tried using allure on her.  I know it was a stupid move, but imagine if it would have worked.

She’d be in my arms right now.  “Don’t tell me you are thinking about what if it’d worked?”  I hated how easily he read me.

Tsk.

Guess that was the perk of us growing together and being best friends all our lives.  “Oh Zara€¦ Now I can’t change your view of me.” I rubbed my palms over my face and paced.  “Maybe you can’t,” Richard admitted.

“But that doesn’t mean you should give up.” His words settled over me heavily but truly.

I stared down the empty road, the weight of my choices pressing hard on my chest.

“I just want her to see me,” I said quietly.

Richard patted my shoulder.

“Then start by being the kind of man she would want to see.” I nodded, the tension in my body slowly easing.

But deep down, I knew it wouldn’t be that simple.

Not with Zara.

Not with the choices I’d already made.

Still, it was worth a try.

*************** ~Aira’s POV~ After Zade left for home, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of loneliness.

With Tempest returning to her place, I was now the only one around to ensure Zara’s safety, as Snow had personally charged me to do.

I sighed, flopping onto the couch in the living room, when my phone buzzed beside me.

The caller ID showed “Mom,” and I immediately straightened up.

“Hello, Mom,” I greeted, wondering why she’d be calling so late.

“Aira, thank goodness you answered,” her voice came through, laced with urgency.

“I’ve been trying to reach Snow, but he’s not answering his phone.

Is he with Zara?” “Probably out doing what he does,” I replied.

“What’s going on?” Her tone softened slightly.

“I need you to tell them about the upcoming party-the end-of-year Ivory Crescent Pageant.

It’s a significant event for Zara as the future Luna.”