Fated and Claimed by Four Alphas

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Chapter 5

~Spring’s POV~

By the time I reached my locker, my fingers were finally starting to relax from gripping the new phone.

I hadn’t even opened the box yet, though every fibre of me wanted to.

If Beatrice had replaced it properly, it would be an upgrade from what was destroyed—perhaps even linked to whatever Eryx could use to trace who originally planted the fake love letter.

I tugged my locker open with one hand, digging around for a textbook. My other hand hovered over the sealed phone box, thumb brushing the edge of the tape.

I just needed a second—just a second to breathe.

But then—something prickled down the back of my neck.

The kind of sensation that wasn’t normal. The kind that made your spine stiffen before your brain caught up, like a predator stalking his prey, a predator too close and ready to tear your head off.

The presence was sharp and warm, but so uncomfortably wrong. Somehow familiar.