Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 328

Chapter 328: An Explosion Chapter 328: An Explosion *************** CHAPTER 328 ~Zara’s POV~ “It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” The hairs on my arms rose.

I could feel the blood drain from my face.

Snow noticed my change in expression immediately, but when he did, his gaze darkened.

“What is it?” I swallowed hard, gripping the phone tighter.

“I just wanted to let you know,” Kent continued smoothly, “that we’ll see each other very soon.” Then, the line went dead.

I stared at my phone while my heart pounded away.

Zade frowned.

“Zara?

Who was that?” I looked up, my blood running cold.

“Kent,” I whispered “Kent?” “Thorned Crescent Alpha heir.

He’s coming.” The air in my lungs felt too heavy as Snow took my hand, guiding me out of the restaurant.

My mind was still stuck on Kent’s words, playing over and over like a sick melody “We’ll be seeing each other very soon.” What did he mean by that?

How soon?

How was he planning to come for me?

“Zara.” Snow’s voice pulled me back from my thoughts.

When I looked around, I noticed we had left the gazebo, and he had already opened the passenger door, waiting for me to get inside.  His expression was unreadable, but I knew him well enough to feel the storm brewing behind those ice-blue eyes.

Someone had threatened his woman and he wasn’t taking things lightly.

I climbed into the car without a word, and the moment my seatbelt clicked into place, he shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side.

“My car.” “I have sent one of the guys to take your car home.

Let’s go.” The ride home was silent.

Not the comfortable kind, but the kind where too many thoughts swirled, too many unspoken words were left unspoken.

Snow’s hands were tight around the wheel, his jaw clenched as he stared at the road ahead.

He was thinking.

Planning.

And that scared me.

When we finally pulled into the driveway, I exhaled and turned to him.

“Snow, whatever you’re thinking-” “Go inside,” he cut me off.

His tone was calm, but it held a finality I couldn’t ignore.

I frowned.

“Where are you going?” “Zara,” he repeated, this time softer, his fingers brushing against mine briefly.

“Trust me.

Go inside and stay put.” Something inside me twisted, but I nodded.

I knew there was no arguing with him when he got like this.

I stepped out of the car, watching as he backed out of the driveway.

But just as he was about to speed off, another car blocked his path.

Zade.

Snow exhaled sharply, already irritated before my brother even spoke.

Zade got out and walked straight to Snow’s window.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Snow leaned against the wheel, his expression blank.

“Did I ask where you were going when you went after Kane?” Zade’s jaw twitched.

“That was different.” “How?” Zade’s hands curled into fists.

“Because that bastard wouldn’t leave Aira alone.

I had to end it.” “Exactly,” Snow said coolly.

“I’m not stupid enough to take on Thorned Crescent alone.

But there’s someone else who needs to go first.” Zade’s eyes narrowed.

“Who?” Snow’s fingers drummed against the wheel.

“Ivan.” Zade stilled and so did I.

“But€¦ he’s your nephew.” Snow’s gaze darkened.

“And the scum who handed over my wife-your sister-to a cold-blooded killer who would’ve slaughtered her in front of us.

We warned my brother.

He didn’t listen.

We warned Ivan of the consequences.

Now, it’s time he pays.” Zade stared at him for a long moment before shaking his head.

“Did you just decide this now?” Snow scoffed.

“No.

Ever since Zara mentioned his name during the last kidnapping, I’ve been hunting him down.

And now, I got a lead.” “I’m coming with you,” Zade said immediately.

Snow sighed, unlocking the door.

“Get in, but don’t slow me down.” Zade barely had time to buckle his seatbelt before Snow slammed his foot on the accelerator.

“Ivan dies today,” Snow muttered and then he drove off.

I stood, watching everything that has happened with no way of stopping them.

Snow was out for blood and Ivan was gonna be the sacrificial lamb.

****************** ~Author’s POV~Ivan’s Hideout-Three-Story Building The place reeked of smoke and cheap liquor.

The moment Snow and Zade stepped inside, the eerie silence was a warning.

No guards.

No resistance.

It was like Ivan was expecting them.

And indeed, he was.

Clapping echoed from the top of the stairs.

“Well, well,” Ivan drawled, leaning against the railing with a smug grin.

“Look who finally showed up.” Snow took a step forward.

“You look comfortable for a dead man.” Ivan chuckled.

“And you look a little too tense, Uncle Snow.

What’s the matter?

Afraid I’ll take something else that belongs to you?” Snow’s expression didn’t change, but Zade was already seeing red.

“You’re deluded if you think you ever had a claim to anything.” Ivan tsked, shaking his head.

“Oh, come on, Zade.

You were never supposed to be the smart one, but even you should know how this works.

If I can’t have Zara, then no man should have her.

And her father’s company?

That should’ve been mine, too.” Snow’s fists tightened.

“You’re a fool.

A delusional self-appraised fool.” Ivan smirked, stepping away from the railing.

“Maybe.

But I’m not an idiot.” He pulled a small remote from his pocket.

“You see, I came prepared.” Snow and Zade exchanged glances before darting their gaze to Ivan.

“Ahaah ahh…” He wagged a finger.

“I wouldn’t move if I were you.” They exchanged a quick glance, immediately recognizing the detonator.

Zade clenched his jaw.

“You really think blowing this place up will stop us?” Ivan grinned.

“No.

But it’ll kill you, and that’s enough for me.” Without warning, Ivan spun and bolted toward the nearest exit.

“Shit!” Snow lunged.

Ivan bolted, but Snow was faster.

He tackled him just as the second explosion roared through the structure.

They slammed onto the floor, rolling across the debris-littered ground.

Ivan recovered quickly, swinging a fist straight toward Snow’s jaw.

Snow ducked, his eyes burning red as his wolf threatened to take over.  But Snow countered with a brutal uppercut to Ivan’s ribs, the force sending the man stumbling backward.