Fated and Claimed by Four Alphas

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Chapter 11

~Beatrice’s POV~

The cafeteria was half-empty, the usual lunchtime chaos simmered to a low, scattered sound. We sat near the back window, where no one could overhear us—just the four of us at our usual table.

But today, the air around us wasn’t casual. It was sharp, almost like an electric.

Madelyn leaned forward, her hands clasped under her chin like a general about to give battle orders.

Her voice was low, more like venomous. "We’re doing this. No half-measures anymore. Spring Kaine needs to break."

"Not crack," I added, lips curling. "Break. I had decided to back off and told Rose off but this... hehhe. This is beautiful."

Justine laughed under her breath, picking at her nail polish with the edge of her fork while her entire attention was locked on Madelyn. "And here I thought you were starting to feel bad."

"I don’t feel bad for snakes," Madelyn muttered. "She strutted through that hallway like she owned it. I saw the way Alpha Jace looked at her at top of the stair. You all saw it."

Justine hummed and nodded.