Fated and Claimed by Four Alphas

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Chapter 10

~Rhys’s POV~

The soft click of the office door signalled the departure of my last patient. I leaned back in my chair, the silence pressing in after a day of words, diagnoses, and carefully measured smiles.

But my mind hadn’t been on work.

Not really. I turned to my desk, where it sat—Spring’s phone.

Or what was left of it.

The shattered screen glinted under the white light, fractured like the pieces of something delicate dropped too many times.

I picked it up, fingers brushing over the cracked glass. My thumb hesitated over the darkened screen.

"Why didn’t she say anything about her phone?"

The question left me thinking, like a whisper meant for no one.