Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 481

Chapter 481: Alpha Draven’s Territory

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Chapter 481

~Snow’s POV~

The landscape began to change just as the sun started its slow descent beyond the horizon.

I rolled down the window slightly, letting in the scent of pine and cool mist as the border into Draven’s territory loomed.

High mountains lined the far edges, casting long shadows over the vast clearing up ahead. The pack settlement was nestled in a protective basin, fortified yet welcoming—a rare blend most alphas struggled to master.

But Draven had done it.

He always did things his own way.

My car pulled up to the gates just as they began to swing open. I spotted four guards—well-trained, well-dressed, and all wearing subtle leather armour with the sigil of the Moonfang Pack—a silver wolf howling at a crescent moon.

They bowed slightly, but none made a move to stop us. Word had reached them that I was expected, and hardly any pack did not know who I was or my father.

The driver eased us forward into the estate properly, and my eyes swept the area.

It hadn’t changed much.

The packhouse stood tall—steel, glass, and smooth angles, modern and sharp against the trees. Warm ambient lighting glowed from expansive windows, casting golden reflections across the polished stone terrace.

Children dashed along the manicured paths, their laughter echoing across the open estate. On the far edge of the field, about twenty pack warriors moved in disciplined formations, all dressed in similar black top and trousers clothes, focused on their sparring drills.

It felt... alive.

And that was the most dangerous part of Alpha Draven’s charm. His strength was quiet, his territory so perfectly balanced that it put visitors at ease—even when they shouldn’t be.

The car came to a stop in front of the main house.

The doors opened before I could touch the handle.

"Alpha Snow," came the deep, smooth voice I hadn’t heard in more than a year.

I stepped out, smoothing my coat as I turned—and there he was.

Alpha Draven.

Tall, broad-shouldered, and immaculately dressed in a dark navy button-down and slacks. His jet-black hair was slicked back, not a strand out of place. But it was his eyes that gave away the wolf—cool emerald-green eyes, sharp as his wolf’s.

"Alpha Draven," I said, stepping forward to clasp his arm in greeting. He returned the grip firmly while maintaining that same stoic expression.

"You made good time."

"I figured you wouldn’t tolerate tardiness."

His lips twitched in something like amusement. "Correct. Come inside." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

He led the way, and I followed him through the tall doors into the estate’s main house. The foyer smelled of apple and something older—a hint of incense.

"Forgive the incense smell. Our priestess does that once a day to ward off evil spirits that may harm my wife."

I arched. Abrow, not quite following. "Why? Is your Luna not well?"

"Yes and no, but in a good way." Something like pride flickered in his eyes. "We’re expecting."

"Congratulations!" I was genuinely pleased to hear that. Silently, I looked forward to Zara and me having that.

"Thank you." We moved towards the house.

His beta’s wife, a sharp-eyed woman named Elira, stood at the top of the staircase. She offered me a respectful nod but said nothing. She hadn’t changed either.

"Your room is prepared, and your guards will be shown to their quarters," Draven said as we moved through the hall. "But I’d rather we talk over dinner. You’ve come a long way, and I imagine your appetite’s returned after the journey."

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