Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 510

Chapter 510: The Dragon’s Bond

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CHAPTER 510

~Snow’s POV~

The door opened with a gentle click.

Siona stepped into the room, her dark blue cloak concealing her expression. But she didn’t come alone.

Behind her, a tall figure entered, looking effortless and regal, even in his simple attire of white trousers and a black, long-sleeved shirt rolled up below his elbows.

With a few buttons of his shirt left undone.

His long, silver hair shimmered under the overhead lights, halfway down to the tips, and was dyed a deep violet that mirrored the piercing colour of his eyes.

Power clung to him like a second skin. And the moment our eyes met, something inside me shifted—hard.

Glacier whimpered in the back of my mind. “It’s him.”

The pressure in the room dropped. Even through the screens, Jupiter, Dare Devil, and Golden God seemed to have frozen mid-breath, their screens suddenly too silent.

I didn’t speak. I only watched until the door was locked behind them and Zade walked to the screens far from me.

My gaze lifted past Siona, landing squarely on the stranger whose mere presence made my blood both burn and freeze.

He was everything I hated right now, because he was tied to Zara in a way I didn’t fully understand.

Siona’s voice broke the silence. “Everyone… I’d like you to meet the Crown Prince of the Dragon Realms. Prince Davion.”

He stepped beside her with slow grace, dipping his head slightly—a gesture that looked more like mock courtesy than respect. Then, his eyes landed back on me.

“So,” he said smoothly, “I finally meet the one whose soul is bound to mine.”

“What?” Golden God, Jupiter, and Dare Devil chorused through the screens, leaning in like the scene unfolding was beyond their comprehension.

My chest tightened. There were still some things I hadn’t been open about till now.

I exhaled hard, suppressing the wildfire building in me.

With calculated steps, I walked toward him, keeping my expression calm, even though inside I was already fighting off Glacier’s urge to tear something apart.

I extended my hand. “Snow.”

Davion took it in a firm grip, but I wasn’t here for pleasantries. Just recalling all those watchful eyes I felt on Zara made my skin crawl, and I wondered just how far he had taken things with her.

In one sharp motion, I yanked him forward.

Gasps erupted across the call. Zade tensed at the far end of the room.

I kept my voice low, every word deliberate. “I’m grateful for saving my life, Prince… but I don’t appreciate you trying to woo my mate.”

He didn’t flinch. Instead, he smiled. “And yet, I’m bonded to you. What does that make me to her?”

That smile—that smug, knowing smirk—struck a nerve. I fought the urge to slam my head into his.

I released his hand, but not before leaning in, whispering near his ear. “Stay. Away. From Zara. She’s mine.”

His violet eyes sharpened as he straightened. “The very Zara you claim to love… yet you let her get taken without lifting a finger?”

The insult cut deep.

Davion didn’t stop. “You let your enemies steal her from under your nose. She was sleeping beside you, wasn’t she? And you woke up to a letter. A letter. That’s what you call love? That’s what you call protection?”

I growled low in my throat as Glacier’s rage rose to the surface, but Davion didn’t care. He stepped closer again, chest brushing mine.

“You’re a failure of a mate,” he said flatly. “You didn’t mark her. You let her walk into the dark without a trace. And now, you expect the world to sympathise?”

He grabbed my arm, squeezing tightly. “The next time you try to display dominance, do it when the one you’re supposed to protect isn’t missing. You’re not a threat, Snow. You’re just… late… a sorry excuse for a mate.”

I clenched my fists, my vision tinting red at the edges. “I swear—”

“Enough!” Siona’s voice cracked like lightning.

She stepped between us, her hands raised, and the pressure in the room lifted slightly.

“This is not the time to fight each other,” she said, keeping her eyes sharp. “Zara is still out there. And if you waste one more minute on whose ego is bigger, she will be gone for good.”

Davion stepped back, rolling his shoulder like none of it had affected him. His expression returned to that serene, calm dragon.

I didn’t move, but my hands remained curled at my sides, burning with restraint.

Siona turned to me. “Snow. I brought him here because you need him.”

I scowled. “Need him?”

“Zara’s bond with him isn’t just spiritual,” she explained quickly. “There’s more. Her powers—the ones Luna Slaton is after—are linked to something older. Older than werewolves. Older than witches. You both activated something ancient when you used the dragon scale.”

“And what? You didn’t think to warn me before?” I snapped.

“I didn’t think it would spiral this fast,” she admitted. “But I was wrong. And now we need every advantage. Besides, he sensed she was gone, sensed the trouble within you, and came to find me.”

“Why? Since he has a deeper bond with her, as he claims, why didn’t he rescue her?”

Davion crossed his arms, still watching me like he knew something I didn’t. “If you say so, I’d be more than happy to do that, and when I save her, I shall remind her what a loser of a mate she has and how he failed to save her but gave her up the very little chance he got.”

That did it.

Immediately, my fists clenched, and I was ready to land a punch in his. I crossed the space between us, my hand lifted, but just as it was about to come crashing down, something like a force, an invincible barrier, blocked me.

I did it again, but the next second, the force pushed me back. I was forced to take a few steps back. I regained my stamina and immediately launched forward…

This time again, my whole body was met with another barrier, pushing me back.

I looked up to see the graciously annoying smirk on Davion’s face. “Oh dear, you should know as a royal coming to a strange land, I will be protected, right?”

I was about to retort when Siona interjected. “Enough, you two. Behave.”

I grunted, my eyes flashing a brilliant red, before letting go. “Put a leash on him, Siona. My patience wears thin with every minute that passes by in his presence.”

Rather than responding to my comment, Davion asked, “You want her back, Alpha? Then shut up, stop posturing, and listen.”

I turned away, grinding my teeth. “Talk.”

“We’ve traced the last location of the vehicle,” Golden God said through the screen, bringing us back to the mission. “It’s an abandoned garden on the eastern ridge. Looks like it leads into an old tunnel system.”

“Which matches the underground markers of ancient Shadow Clave strongholds,” Siona added.

I narrowed my eyes. “That’s where they took her?”

Davion nodded. “Then that’s where we go. Although you would have reached a dead end, I can see right through the barriers there. You need me.”

For a long second, no one moved.

Then I looked at him again—this dragon prince fate had tethered to me against my will.

“You stay out of my way,” I said quietly. “You help me get her back… and after that, this bond? Whatever it is? We end it.”

Davion tilted his head. “Are you sure you’ll survive without it?”

“I don’t need your bond,” I said, steel in my tone. “I need her.”

Davion said nothing.

Siona stepped forward. “We leave in two hours. Gear up. No mistakes.”

As the group moved into action, I stayed behind for a beat, alone in the study, hands pressed against the table.

Glacier’s voice whispered once more in my mind. “Find her, save her, bring Zara home and finally mark her. Never let her go again.”

I nodded slowly, breathing deeply. This time… I wouldn’t be late.

“I will, Glacier, I will.”

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~Ella’s POV~

The screen blinked to life just as I stepped into the guest suite, rubbing the back of my neck.

The Lycan palace was colder than Zara had said—its halls too quiet, too vast, too heavy with old magic and colder diplomacy.

The second I saw Aira’s name flash across my comms, a sliver of warmth filled me. But when I answered, it disappeared almost instantly.

“Ella?” Aira’s voice was tight and breathless.

I straightened. “What’s wrong?”

A beat passed before Aira spoke again, softer this time. “It’s Zara.”

My heart dropped. “What about her?”

“Zara’s… gone. We don’t know if it’s a kidnapping or something else. She left a letter. It doesn’t feel right.”

“Gone? Zara?”

The word echoed in my head, colliding with everything I thought I’d left behind when I came here with Richard.

I thought the lovely couple would finally have some peace, but still, nothing. I stepped further into the room, away from the open door, one hand pressed flat to the table to keep steady.

“I’ll return first thing tomorrow,” I said quickly. “Just tell Snow—”

“No.” Aira cut me off firmly. “Zara wouldn’t want that.”

I blinked. “What are you talking about? Which Zara? The one that’s missing or…?”

“Look, Ella…”

“No, Aira. Of course, Zara would—”

“She made me promise,” Aira said, her voice quieter now. “If anything ever happened, and you were away handling Kingdom matters, I wasn’t to call you unless it was urgent. I didn’t even know you were in the Lycan territories until Zade mentioned it.”

I swallowed hard, the guilt beginning to set in.

Did she know she would be in danger, or was it just a random thought concerning me?

Tsk, even when she’s in trouble, she still thinks about someone else. That’s Zara, alright.