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Chapter 231
~Snow’s POV~
Zara groaned as her eyes fluttered shut. "I can taste you, Zara. Your juices are sweet and tangy, and I can’t get enough of you."
Her hips bucked, and she began stroking faster.
"I can feel you clenching around my tongue, and your thighs tremble with each lick."
Her breathing grew heavier, her cheeks flushing as she touched herself.
I didn’t need to do much before setting her back on track and putting her in the mood after our last session.
Her back arched, and her legs trembled slightly as she closed her eyes.
"You’re close, aren’t you, love?"
"Yes," she breathed, her body writhing as her orgasm neared.
"Come for me, baby," I urged, watching her intently. "Come for me."
With a cry, she came, her back arching off the bed and her hips thrusting into the air.
I watched, mesmerised, as she rode out the waves of pleasure, her body convulsing and her juices flowing.
"That was... amazing," Zara panted, a satisfied smile spreading across her face.
"It was," I agreed, smiling.
"Thank you, Snow," she murmured, her eyes shining.
"No, thank you, love. That was a lovely way to end the day."
"It was." She paused, biting her lower lip, her expression turning thoughtful.
Zara yawned, her eyes closing, and I smiled, seeing how tired she was.
"Get some rest, baby," I murmured gently.
She hummed, closing her eyes. "Goodnight, honey."
"Goodnight, love."
And then she was asleep, her breathing slow and steady.
I couldn’t help but smile, thinking about what had transpired and how it had made us even closer.
This was the best kind of bond, a mental one that was only exclusive to us.
"We are lucky to have her," Glacier remarked.
"That we are."
I quickly headed to the bathroom to wash up. Once I was done, I wore my boxers and got back into bed. Then, I leaned back against the pillows, pulling the blankets up over my shoulders, and soon drifted off to sleep.
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~Zara’s POV~
The next morning, I slept in. I was too tired after my orgasms yesterday to do anything.
However, as much as I wanted to stay and snuggle with my pillow, I knew I had to be on time today.
A rap on the bedroom door jolted me up and I groaned when I heard Aira’s voice.
"Hey, sleepyhead, time to wake up."
"Mm-hmm," I groaned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
The door opened and Aira poked her head inside.
"How are you feeling?" she asked, a smirk playing on her lips.
"I’m good," I replied, sitting up and stretching. "Is there an event for the pageantry today?"
"There’s an opening ceremony," Aira informed. "You’ll have to attend it."
"I’m guessing they’ll be representing the pack then," I murmured, running a hand through my hair.
"Yep, all of us," Aira agreed.
"When is it?"
"At noon. We’ve got some time to spare."
I nodded and stood up, yawning. "Okay, I’ll be ready soon."
"Alright."
Aira left the room, and I hurried to the bathroom, quickly washing up.
After that, I went through my closet, trying to decide on an outfit.
Finally, I settled on a light blue dress that hugged my curves and accentuated my figure, the sleeves reaching down to my wrists.
"You’re gonna give those ladies a run for their money," Astrid said and I suddenly felt conscious.
I smiled, glancing at my reflection in the mirror. "Thanks."
I quickly applied some light makeup, making sure to accentuate my eyes and lips. Then, I pulled my hair back in a ponytail, letting a few strands hang loose.
"Ready?" Aira asked, poking her head into the room.
"Almost," I replied, grabbing a pair of shoes.
"Hurry up, let’s join Mum and Dad for breakfast."
"Okay, okay," I grumbled, slipping into the heels and following her out of the room.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon greeted me as I stepped into the dining room.
Luna Star and Alpha Storm were already seated in the dining room when I arrived. Aira walked beside me, chatting away about the upcoming ceremony.
"Good morning," I greeted, sliding into the chair next to Aira.
"Morning, Zara," Luna Star said warmly, pouring a cup of coffee and sliding it toward me. "Did you sleep well?"
I smiled, taking the coffee with gratitude. "Very well, thank you. The packhouse is as comforting as ever."
Alpha Storm gave a small nod, his sharp eyes studying me briefly before returning to his plate. "You’ll need that energy today. The opening ceremony isn’t just about presentation—it sets the tone for the entire pageant."
"I’m sure Zara will handle it perfectly," Aira chimed in, nudging me playfully. "After all, she’s been doing great so far."
I chuckled softly, though my nerves fluttered at the reminder of the day’s significance. "I hope so."
"Where’s Tempest?" I asked, glancing around.
"In her room. She wanted breakfast in bed," Luna Star explained.
"Is that what she told you, Mum?" Aira asked out of the blue and my curiosity was piqued. Luna Star nodded. "Hmm, I saw her seated in the gazebo on my way to call Zara. I don’t know what’s with Tempest but she seemed a bit down."
"Did you speak to her?" Alpha Storm’s deep voice rang out.
Aira shook her head. "You know Tempest when she wants to be alone. My twin is like a tsunami when she’s interrupted."
Everyone nodded but deep down I had a faint idea it might be linked to that warrior yesterday, Ryland.
Soon, the conversation flowed easily over breakfast, the clinking of cutlery against plates mingling with laughter. Despite the pressure of the day ahead, the warmth from Snow’s family helped to steady my resolve.
As we finished eating, Luna Star leaned forward, her eyes holding the kindest expression ever.
"Zara, remember—this isn’t just a test for the young women participating. It’s also a chance for you to show them what leadership and strength look like. Be yourself; you’ll do more than inspire them—make them believe in themselves."
Her words settled over me and I nodded. "Thank you, Luna Star. I’ll do my best."
"Good." She stood elegantly. "We should head to the event hall soon. The guests will start arriving shortly." Then she dipped her head a bit to her husband, waited for him to stand, locked elbows with him and exited the dining room together.