Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 279

Chapter 279: Divulging Chapter 279: Divulging *************** CHAPTER 279 ~Zara’s POV~ Snow’s jaw tightened, his fingers tapping lightly against the table.

“An alliance with who?” “Thorned Crescent, amongst others,” Xavier enunciated.

I froze, my heart skipping a beat at the name.

Thorned Crescent-just hearing it sent a chill down my spine.

“They’re not just involved,” Xavier continued.

“They’re orchestrating things.

Melvin and Ivan are just pieces on their chessboard.

Puppets.

But the real power?

It’s coming from Shadow Clave and Thorned Crescent working together.” “Why would they align?” Snow asked.

Xavier shrugged, but his expression was grim.

“Power, control, chaos.

Take your pick.

Thorned Crescent’s goal has always been domination.

The Witches-Shadow Clave?

They thrive in chaos.

Put them together, and you have a ticking time bomb.” “And what’s their endgame?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Xavier glanced at me, his gaze softening slightly.

“That’s the part I’m still piecing together.

But from what I’ve gathered, it’s not just about taking over territories or packs.

It’s bigger.

They’re looking to destabilize the entire balance between Lycans and werewolves.” Snow cursed under his breath, his fists clenching on the table.

“They’re trying to ignite a war.” Xavier nodded.

“Exactly.

And with the tension already brewing between packs and colonies, it wouldn’t take much to push things over the edge.

More so, they’d do that in a way that leaves them at the top of things.” “They’d rule,” I muttered more to them than myself as both guys turned towards me.

My mind raced as I tried to process his words.

A war between Lycans and werewolves would be catastrophic-countless lives lost, alliances shattered, and the delicate balance we’d fought so hard to maintain destroyed.

This was what Siona meant.

That would be too bloody.

And to make matters worse, if their goal was an absolute rule, things wouldn’t end well afterwards.

A dictatorship is a wicked rule.

“And Melvin and Ivan?” Snow asked, his voice cold.

“They’re working directly with Thorned Crescent,” Xavier replied.

“Probably promised power or territory in exchange for their cooperation.

But they’re not the masterminds.

They’re just the messengers.” “Figures,” Snow muttered.

Xavier leaned back, his serious expression giving way to a smirk.

“So, that’s the gist of it.

Now, the question is: what’s the plan?” Snow’s eyes narrowed.

“We take them out.

All of them.” Xavier chuckled, shaking his head.

“Ah, Snow, always so direct.

But this isn’t a simple assassination mission.

This is a game of strategy.

We can’t just charge in guns blazing.” “Then what do you suggest?” Snow asked, his tone edged with impatience.

Xavier’s smirk faded, his expression turning calculating.

“We gather intel.

Find out who their key players are, where their strongholds are, and what their weaknesses are.

Then we strike-but strategically.” Snow didn’t respond immediately, his jaw working as he processed Xavier’s words.

“And in the meantime?” I asked, breaking the silence.

“In the meantime,” Xavier said, turning his gaze to me, “you stay safe.

Both of you.

Because if they’re planning a war, Zara, you and Snow are going to be at the top of their hit list.” As much as I wanted to ask why, I already knew it.

I swallowed hard, my hand instinctively reaching for Snow’s under the table.

He squeezed it reassuringly, his icy blue eyes meeting mine.

“We’ll be ready,” Snow said, his voice resolute.

Xavier’s grin returned, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Good.

Because ready or not, this storm is coming.” The gravity of the situation sunk in.

“Do you think Kaid knows?” I asked hesitantly.

Xavier arched a brow.

“If he doesn’t, he’ll find out soon enough.

This isn’t something you can hide for long.” Snow nodded, his expression hardening.

“We’ll need to involve him.

If Thorned Crescent is targeting both Lycans and werewolves, we’re going to need his resources.” “And his alliance,” Xavier added, his tone pointed.

“But for now, I think their goal is werewolves.” “Why?

I thought you said€¦” “I believe the Lycan King hasn’t had any such occurrence.

But let’s keep our eyes wide.” “Surely.

Thank you.” “Well,” Xavier said finally, standing and stretching.

“I’ve done my part.

Now it’s up to you two to figure out the next steps.” Snow stood as well.

“We’ll handle it.” As Xavier moved toward the door, he paused, turning back with a sly grin.

“Oh, and Zara?” “Yes?” “Try not to let Snow get too worked up.

We need him focused, not brooding.” I couldn’t help but laugh softly as Snow growled in response.

“Take care, Golden God,” I said, shaking my head at his antics.

“Always, love,” he replied with a wink before disappearing through the door.

As the door closed behind him, Snow turned to me.

His expression softened.

“Are you okay?” I nodded, smiling, though the tension in my chest remained.

“We’ll get through this, Snow.

Together.” He pulled me into his arms, holding me close.

“Always, love.

Always.” I rested my head against his chest, letting the steady rhythm of his heartbeat soothe me.

“I love you, Snow,” I said softly.

“Love you too, babe.” “Nice.

Well, since you have taken your bath without me.

I need to go too.

I still have to travel to my pack, you know.” And just as I pulled back to leave, Snow wrapped a hand on my waist and pulled me back.

“Hmm, why don’t I join you for that bath?” “I…

“No objections.

Come, love.” Without a second thought, I nodded, allowing him to lead me to the bathroom.

I didn’t have anything else to say but just as we got inside the bathroom, Snow’s hand on my waist pulled my robe and immediately held my hand, making me trip and fall on his chest.

“Careful,” he said in a hoarse voice.

I bit my lip as I felt him growing against my belly and then I smiled.

“Well, I guess you need to be careful.” “Oh, really?” “Really.

Your dick needs to calm down.” “Hmm, I am sure he doesn’t.

He just wants your tight pussy wrapped around him.” “Well, he needs to wait.

Now, can we get to the tub?

I have a lot to do, remember?” “Well, who says a quickie isn’t something worth it?” Before I could respond, Snow’s lips crashed against mine once more.