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CHAPTER 366
~Snow's POV~
The moment Zara was gone, my father leaned back in his chair, studying me intently. "Stay," he ordered when I stood up, ready to leave.
I exhaled quietly. I had a feeling this was coming.
For a brief second, I wondered if this was about my stepbrother—or worse, Ivan. But to my surprise, it wasn't.
"You've been distracted lately, son," my father said bluntly. "What is it?"
I stiffened.
I masked my expression immediately, but I knew my father. He could read me better than most people.
"It's nothing, Dad," I lied smoothly. "Just that those roaches of witches want Zara. And I… I need to stop them."
He studied me for a long moment before nodding slowly. "Okay. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. The pack is yours. I am only standing in for you until you're ready."
I gave him a curt nod. "I know. Thank you, Father."
