Fated and Claimed by Four Alphas

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Chapter 105

~Spring’s POV~

I didn’t know whether to take that as a compliment or as a sign that my brother had just created another target for me.

I returned to my room, and after an hour or more, I heard the sounds of footsteps, and a moment later, the front door clicked shut.

I exhaled quietly, slipping back down the stairs.

Rhys stood at the kitchen counter, his hands braced on the granite, staring down into a half-made cup of coffee. His jaw was tight, but when I walked in, he didn’t move.

"That was... messy," I said gently.

He snorted. "Understatement."

"I didn’t mean to—"

He turned to face me, expression softening. "You didn’t do anything wrong."

I nodded slowly. "I think she hates me."