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Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow

After being betrayed by her fiancé and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she married—and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zara’s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snow’s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!

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144 Chs

Peace

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CHAPTER 89

~Zara's POV~

The tension wrapped around me tightly, and when the car finally arrived at Snow's mansion, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. 

The memories of my family's house—my father's exhaustion, my mother's frustration, Elias's agitation—all replayed like an unwelcome montage, amplifying the weight in my chest.

The driver came around to open my door, and I stepped out, smoothing the creases on my dress before grabbing my bag. Snow's mansion stood imposing yet comforting before me, and a strange sense of relief washed over me. 

The familiar grounds, the polished floors, even the slightly too-cool air all hinted at stability, at control—two things I'd sorely missed in the past few days.

One of Snow's staff greeted me with a polite bow. "Madam Zara," he said, taking my bag. "Welcome back."