Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 421

Chapter 421: Convincing Kaid
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CHAPTER 420

~Zara’s POV~

The room fell into a suffocating silence.

Kaid’s expression was tight, his fists clenched as he processed what Siona had just revealed. The Dragon’s Golden Scale.

The words alone sent a chill down my spine. It wasn’t just rare—it was nearly impossible to obtain.

Dragons were not creatures to be trifled with. They isolated themselves from the world, keeping their power hidden. Their golden scales, located close to the neck or head, were the source of their immense strength. To lose one was akin to losing a part of their very essence.

They would kill before they let that happen.

Even worse, the higher the dragon’s rank, the more powerful the magic their scale could fuel—which meant the more dangerous it was to take.

A relic. A legend. A death sentence. That was what Siona was asking us to retrieve. While I wouldn’t mind doing that, Kaid on the other hand seemed to be an issue.

Kaid finally shook his head. “No.”

“Kaid,” I called out, my voice soft but pleading. He shook his head.

“There has to be another way.” His jaw tightened, his golden eyes burning with frustration. “If you want to save your ex, think of something else.”

I swallowed the sharp pain in my chest. There was no other way.

“Have you forgotten why no one is in league with dragons?”

“No one is in league with them. We just…”

“You want to steal their most prized possession, right? No. Hell no. It is too dangerous, even for you, Zara.”

“But with you…”

“No.” Kaid exhaled roughly and glanced around. His gaze landed on Snow’s still body before flicking back to me. “Where is the witch who tried to kill you, Zara?”

I blinked, momentarily thrown off by the question. For a second, I hesitated before the memories came rushing back. Vera.

Earlier, when Siona and I had been talking, one of Snow’s warriors had burst into my apartment. He barely knocked before stepping in, and when he saw the scene—Snow lifeless in my arms, my body trembling from exhaustion and grief—his first instinct had been to accuse me.

But before he could, Siona stopped him.

“Your Alpha sacrificed himself for her,” she had said firmly. “If you doubt it, see the blood on his hands. It was his choice.”

The warrior had hesitated, unsure.

“What are you doing here?” I had asked.

“Alpha Snow was worried and asked that I check if you were home.”

I had looked him straight in the eye and gave him only one command.

“Take Vera’s body and burn it. Make sure she is truly dead. I don’t want to see this witch anywhere near us.”

He had nodded without question and left.

Now, standing here with Kaid, I snapped back to the present.

“She’s dead,” I said flatly. “I killed her.”

Kaid’s gaze lingered on me for a moment, as if assessing whether I was lying. Then, with a slow nod, he exhaled.

Siona took a step forward, her robes shifting like liquid silver. “Your help, Great Lycan King, is needed. The dragon scale exists, and I can tell you where to find it.” She turned her piercing golden gaze on him. “All I ask of you is to ensure Zara’s safety.”

Kaid narrowed his eyes. He was studying her carefully, weighing his choices. He was a King, a strategist. He didn’t take risks blindly.

And then, after a long, tense silence, he finally sighed.

“For the record,” he muttered, “your ex owes me his damn life.”

Relief flooded my chest. “I owe you, Kaid. I owe you a favor. But please… help me save Snow.” I swallowed thickly. “I beg you.”

Siona’s gaze softened slightly as she looked at me. “Zara has already used her powers on him,” she explained. “Right before his life was fully snuffed out, she instinctively suppressed his final breath, keeping his soul tethered. It is not permanent. But if she retrieves the scale within three days, I can use that energy and power from the scale to bring him back to life.”

Three days.

If I was even a minute too late, then… there would be no hope. I nodded, determination steeling my spine.

Slowly, I pulled away from Snow, my fingers lingering on his cooling skin. I bent down and kissed him softly, my lips trembling against his.

“Please protect him,” I whispered to Siona. “I’ll be back.”

As I straightened, Kaid moved toward me. “And how exactly are we supposed to find this dragon scale?”

We both turned toward Siona.

She smiled faintly. “You shall see it in your dreams.”

Kaid scoffed. “You can’t be serious.”

But before he could argue further, I turned away.

He sighed loudly. “What now?”

I glanced back at him. “I’m going to prepare for my trip.”

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~Luna Star’s POV~

The moment I stepped into the Ivory Crescent Pack House, a sharp, almost suffocating energy filled my chest. My breath hitched as a terrible weight settled in my heart. Something was wrong.

I forced my feet forward, my long cloak swaying behind me as I approached a nearby omega.

“Where is your Alpha?” I asked, my voice firm but calm.

The young she-wolf bowed her head respectfully. “Alpha Storm is in his study, Luna Star.”

I nodded once and strode past her, my pace quickening. My heart drummed against my ribs, the unease growing stronger with every step.

By the time I reached the heavy wooden doors of my husband’s study, my pulse was roaring in my ears. I raised a hand and knocked once.

“Come in,” Storm’s deep voice called from inside.

I pushed the door open and stepped through, closing it behind me—but the moment I did, a sharp, crushing pain shot through my chest.

“Gah—!” A gasp tore from my throat, and before I could stop myself, I fell to one knee. My hand flew to my chest, gripping at the unbearable weight pressing down on me.

A bond or a connection but whatever it is, something had been severed.

“Star!”

Storm’s chair scraped against the floor as he shot to his feet. In the next second, his strong arms were around me, steadying me.

“What’s wrong?” he demanded, his voice rough with concern.

I struggled to catch my breath, my vision momentarily swimming. But then, as I forced my eyes open, I met my husband’s worried gaze—and I knew.

A single name left my lips, barely a whisper.

“Snow.”