Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 331

Chapter 331: Get Away Vacay-cay Chapter 331: Get Away Vacay-cay *************** CHAPTER 332 ~Zara’s POV~ It had been a few days since Kane and Ivan’s deaths, and yet the air around the house was still heavy.

Gloomy.

Even with no immediate threat from Thorned Crescent, there was this unshakable feeling that we were all just waiting.  Waiting for the next storm to hit.

For once, I just wanted things to feel normal again.

I blinked, trying to shake off the sleep.

I stirred awake, groggy but slowly pulling myself into consciousness.

The bed beside me was empty, the warmth of Snow’s presence already faded.

Frowning, I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

Just then, the bedroom door swung open and Snow walked in, holding a small cake in one hand and a magazine in the other.

I blinked.

“What’s this about€¦?” I asked, eyeing the items suspiciously.

Snow smirked, walking toward the bed.

“With everything that’s been happening, I figured it was time to lighten the mood.” I raised an eyebrow.

“With cake and€¦ reading material?” He chuckled, setting the cake down on the nightstand.

“Not just any reading material.” He held up the magazine.

“I recall I promised you a honeymoon.

I haven’t forgotten.” My heart did a little flip.

Before I could say anything, he sat beside me and placed the magazine in my lap.

“Pick anywhere you want to go,” Snow urged.

“I’ll make it happen.” I stared at him, warmth spreading through my chest.

After everything we had been through-the fights, the betrayals, the chaos-he was still here, still thinking about making me happy.

A slow smile tugged at my lips.

“Anywhere?” “Anywhere,” he confirmed.

I flipped through the glossy pages, images of exotic beaches, towering mountains, and luxury resorts staring back at me.

“I can’t even remember the last time we had a real vacation,” I admitted, running my fingers over a picture of a tropical island.

Snow hummed.

“That’s why I’m making it happen.

Just you and me, away from everything.” His hand reached out, tilting my chin up so I was looking at him.

“We deserve this, Zara.” Something in my chest tightened.

We did but€¦ Snow must have sensed the hesitation in my eyes and he quickly held my hand in his.  “My love, I know.” I shook my head.

He couldn’t just assume what I wanted to say.

“Snow€¦ Thorned Crescent and Shadow Clave are up to no good.

I can feel it and I know so.

Danger is coming.” His hold on my hand tightened.

“Zara love, we’ll always have danger around.

But would that stop us from living our lives and covering in fear?” I shook my head.

“No, we can’t.” “Yeah.

Exactly love, we cannot allow someone else take turns determining what our lives would be like.

I owe that to you and ever since I first promised you that, Thorned Crescent Bastards have been in our lives like a thorn in our flesh.” “Okay.

Okay.

You have a point.” “A big one, darling.

Now, am I Snow Zephyr or what?

Can’t I take care of my own?” I smiled, closing the magazine and setting it aside.

“You sure as hell can, baby.

Alright.

Let’s do it.” Snow’s grin widened, and he leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against my lips.

But before we could get lost in each other, a knock sounded at the door.

Snow groaned, resting his forehead against mine.

“Of course.” I laughed, pushing him away playfully as he took a seat beside me on the bed.

“Come in.” The door opened, and Tempest strode in, her red curls bouncing as she greeted us.

“Morning, lovebirds.” “Morning,” I said, leaning back against the pillows.

“What brings you here?” Tempest’s gaze flickered to the cake and magazine before landing on me with curiosity.

“What’s this?” I grinned, nudging Snow.

“Apparently, my mate has decided we need a honeymoon.” Tempest’s face lit up.

“Oh!

Finally!

I was wondering when you two would get out of here and enjoy yourselves.” Snow rolled his eyes.

“It’s not just about that.

It’s been too much chaos.

We need a break.” Tempest smirked.

“Oh, trust me, I get it.” She plopped onto the bed, making herself comfortable.

“Anyways€¦” she drawled.

“Valentine’s Day is five days away.” Snow and I exchanged glances.

“You mean four, right?” Tempest seemed to contemplate before clasping her hands together.  “Sure.” “Okay€¦ so€¦?” I prompted.

Tempest sighed dramatically.

“What are we going to do before then?” I snorted.

“You make it sound like we need a mission to survive the next four days.” Tempest threw her hands up.

“I just mean, should we have a pack event?

Or an event for those of us in the house?

A party?

Something fun before you two run off to paradise?” Snow arched an eyebrow.

“You just want an excuse to throw a party, don’t you?” Tempest grinned.

“Obviously.” I laughed, shaking my head.

“Alright, let’s plan something.

But no rogue surprises.” Tempest placed a hand over her heart.

“Scout’s honor.” I wasn’t sure I believed her, but honestly, after everything, maybe a little fun was exactly what we all needed.

I just hoped the rogues won’t choose to cause hate on love day.

Just as we spoke, little Storm ran into our bedroom, thanks to Tempest for leaving the door open.  Once he saw us inside, he dashed forward and climbed the bed.

We were lucky the cake was already placed on the bedside table as he jumped into my waiting arms.  “Ohhh Storm.” My fingers found their way to his side and tickled away as he thrashed on the bed, his feet kicking away at Tempest and Snow who soon joined him.  “Hahhaa€¦” his words were lost as only laughter filled the air till no words were coming out.  At this point Snow stopped and snatched him from us.

Soon it became a fight with pillows and a tag team, Tempest and I, Snow and Storm.  Our laughter must have woken the rest up as soon another set of footsteps came into our room.  Aira stood by the side watching us all play.

It didn’t take long for her to support her son and Snow, sidelining us.  Zade came over soon enough and it turned into a three man team pillow fight.  In the end€¦ “I won!!!

We won!” Little Storm’s voice rang out as the rest of us sat on the bed exhausted.  Snow rolled up beside me and picked my cheek.

“I love you baby.” “I love you too.” And then he said the words that stole my breath away.

“Will you be my Valentine?”