Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Obsessed Chapter 308: Obsessed *************** CHAPTER 308 ~Tempest’s POV~ I turned my glare on Golden God, but he only grinned.

Snow blinked.

“Wait, what?” His shock was both priceless and dangerous.  I exhaled, leaning back.

“Koda and I€¦ we’re no more.” “You broke up with your mate?” Snow’s brows furrowed, confusion flickering in his eyes.

“I€¦ well€¦” I sighed, rubbing my temples.

“Look, we are not here to discuss my love life, but Aira’s, Snow.” Snow still looked like he wanted to press for more details, but he let it go with a nod.

“Well, that€¦ and our pack.” “Exactly.” I straightened.

“So let’s start somewhere, shall we, boys?” Golden God leaned back in his chair, twirling his glass between his fingers.

“Alright, let’s talk business.

Aira’s ex-mate is causing problems?” I nodded.

“Kane reached out to her.

Snow, you saw the message.

It wasn’t some casual check-in.

He wants something.” Snow’s jaw tightened, his grip on his whiskey glass turning white-knuckled.

“I don’t just think he wants something.

I know he wants Storm and Aira.” A tense silence filled the room.

Dare Devil exhaled sharply, tapping his fingers against the table.

“Shit.” Draven, ever the strategist, rubbed his chin.

“That makes sense.

Kane’s pack has been losing strength ever since he was cast out of his former alliances.

His reputation is in shambles, and no respectable alpha will lend him aid.” “And what’s the easiest way to rebuild power?” Golden God mused, his blue eyes flickering with intrigue.

“Blood ties.

His son, the grandson of the mighty Alpha Storm.

I believe he intends on making a deal with your father.” I clenched my fists.

“There’s no way Aira will let him take Storm.” Dare Devil scoffed.

“Of course not.

But we all know how rogues work.

Kane’s the kind of bastard who’d rather steal his son than earn his right to be a father.” Snow set his glass down with a thud.

“Then we make sure he never gets the chance.” His tone was final with a silent promise of war beneath it.

Draven nodded.

“We need to get ahead of this.

If Kane is serious about this, then he won’t act alone.

He’s lost support, yes, but desperate men make dangerous decisions.” “Agreed,” I said.

“Aira needs to be prepared.

And most importantly, she needs to reject him.” Golden God smirked.

“Oh, that’s going to be a fun conversation.” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“I know.

She’s hesitant, but she needs to sever that tie completely.

Until she does, Kane will always have an opening to manipulate her.” Snow exhaled.

“We’ll talk to her.

But in the meantime, we need to keep an eye on him.” He turned to Draven.

“See what you can dig up.

I want to know every move he makes.” Draven nodded, already pulling out his phone.

“And if he makes a move?” Dare Devil asked.

Snow’s blue eyes darkened.

“Then we end him.” *************** ~Author’s POV~ The afternoon sun blazed down on the training grounds, hot as the scent of sweat, blood, and dirt became thick in the air.  Warriors sparred relentlessly, the sharp clang of metal against metal echoing across the open space.

Kane stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed, watching as his fighters moved in synchronised combat.

Beside him, his Beta, Kyllian, observed the scene with cold eyes.

“They’re improving,” Kyllian noted, watching as one warrior flipped his opponent to the ground with a swift, brutal motion.

“But not fast enough.” Kane’s lip curled.

“They’ll need to be better if we’re going to take back what’s ours.” Kyllian turned his head slightly, studying Kane.

“You mean who’s yours.” Kane’s jaw tightened.

“Storm is mine.” Kyllian sighed, crossing his arms.

“Your son doesn’t even know you exist.

He’s been raised by Snow and Aira.

You think he’s going to welcome you with open arms?” Kane’s eyes darkened.

“He doesn’t need to welcome me.

He just needs to belong to me.” Kyllian huffed a laugh, shaking his head.

“And Aira?

What, you think she’s just going to hand him over?” Kane’s expression hardened.

“Aira is mine too.” “Was,” Kyllian corrected.

“She was yours.

Besides, you never gave a damn about Aira, where’s all this coming from?” Before Kane could speak, Kyllian added, “And last I checked, she’s in bed with another Alpha.” Kane’s fists clenched.

The thought of Aira with another man made his wolf snarl with rage.

“She’s still bound to me,” he growled.

“She hasn’t rejected me yet.” Kyllian raised a brow.

“And that’s why you haven’t moved on?” Kane said nothing.

Kyllian sighed.

“Look, I’m not saying you shouldn’t try to get your son.

But you need to be realistic.

If you go after Storm, you won’t just be fighting Aira.

You’ll be fighting Snow and his pack.

And we both know that’s a war you’re not ready for.” Kane smirked.

“Then I’ll make sure I am ready.” Kyllian stared at him for a long moment before shaking his head.

“Just don’t let your obsession blind you.” Kane’s grin widened, his eyes gleaming with something dangerous.

“Oh, Kyllian,” he murmured.

“I am my obsession.” And as he turned back to the battlefield, watching his warriors fight, one thing became painfully clear-Kane wasn’t going to give up.

Kyllian shook his head once more, crossing his hands in front of him.

“I may just be your only hope for salvation, alpha.

You’re far gone.” *************** ~Tempest’s POV~ By the time I returned home, exhaustion weighed heavy on me.

The meeting with Snow and the others had taken longer than I expected, and my private conversation with Golden God afterward had been even more frustrating.

After our plan, I stayed behind with Golden God for a drink.  I wanted to know how he got his intel and if he was stalking me and my family but no matter how I pressed, he was tight-lipped about his secret and instead threw me around with his words.

I kicked off my heels at the door, sighing in relief as I stretched my toes.

Walking over to the bar cart, I poured myself a small glass of whiskey, swirling it slowly as I let my thoughts wander back to the conversation I had with Golden God.