Fated and Claimed by Four Alphas
Chapter 58: A True Kaine

Chapter 58: A True Kaine

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Chapter 58

~Spring’s POV~

I was about to walk away to go do some exercise and eat something when Storm whistled low. "They really want to see blood this early in the semester."

"They’ll get what they want," I replied, tugging my hand free and adjusting my collar. "And so will I."

"You sound confident," Jace said with a crooked grin. "I like that."

"I am," I said simply. "She should be the one panicking because I have no interest in either losing or leaving this school."

"Ohhh..." Jace drawled, his smirk growing. "More like you do not want to leave you rmates, do you?"

"Don’t kid yourself, Jace. Remember what I said before... I am not ready."

"Well," he drew closer, "ready or not, I won’t be leaving."

"You’re welcome to try. I mean Storm has witnessed just a tiny bit of what happens when you get too close around me."

Jace snapped his head in Storm’s direction. "You mean..."

"Oh... that?"

"What’s that?" Jace asked and quickly moved closer to Storm as if ambusihing him would make him spill the deets.

Storm glanced at Jace, then at me. "Remind me not to get on your bad side this week."

"Too late," I muttered softly as I walked past them.

Behind me I heard Jace calling out to Storm. "Hey, tell me what that’s about!"

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By the time I arrived home, I decided it was time to unwrap the few gifts left from my birthday afte rsneaking into my room to avoid Rose.

Yes, Rose.

Yesterday, surprisingly, mum had left us alone when Eryx and I returned.

I even got messages from Kaius and Rhys, asking about my health and also informing me they heard all that happened at lunch the other day.

I replied them and focused on my things. I unwrapped the gifts and discovered I had been giving two new laptops, one from Eryx and another from Rhys.

As for Kaius, he spoiled me with novels, new apple watch and ear pods, a gold necklace and matching bracelets.

I was happy to say the least.

Gold wasn’t something new for me since I was born as a royal in my past life but these gadgets, were exceptional.

Just as I neatly arranged the few gifts I’d gotten into my closet, I stepped out of my room, planning to grab some juice before heading back to studying. My thoughts were already drifting back to the textbook waiting for me when I paused.

Voices.

They were coming from Rose’s room.

I slowed my steps and instinctively lingered near the wall, hidden just enough. I wasn’t one for eavesdropping, but the tone of her voice—frustrated, angry—made me freeze in place.

"...I don’t understand why everything is falling apart!" Rose snapped, her voice muffled only slightly by the door. "All of my plans—every single one—is failing. She’s beating me at the Game, mother! Me!"

I tilted my head slightly, confused.

"She walks around like she owns the house. And now even my brothers are starting to doubt me. Can you believe that? After everything I’ve done for them to love and believe me! They don’t even listen to me anymore!"

There was a pause before she continued, her voice dropping to a bitter mutter. "Maybe I need a new tactic. Something that’ll make her trip over herself. All the subtle stuff isn’t working anymore."

"Then change your approach," a cold, measured voice responded through the phone. "Clearly, she’s not reacting to the small moves. You need something more... direct."

"I’ve tried direct!" Rose grunted. "I humiliated her, embarrassed her, even made her life in school miserable. But she just... takes it. Doesn’t cry, doesn’t break, doesn’t even fight back until now!"

"She’s hiding something," her mother said simply. "No girl stays that composed unless she’s hiding a weakness. You just haven’t found it yet."

Rose groaned. "It’s like everything bounces off her. I need her to fall, to crash so hard she can’t crawl back up."

"Then dig deeper. Get close to her, earn her trust if you must. Find out what she’s scared of, what she’s insecure about—everyone has something."

"She used to tell me things before when I newly came before I started manipulating things against her," Rose admitted reluctantly.

"Exactly," her mother said. "You let your ego blind you. Fix that. Observe. Manipulate. And next time you move, it won’t be a scratch—it’ll be the final blow. Have I thought you nothing?"

There was a pause, then Rose replied, quieter this time, "Yes, mother."

My heart stopped as my eyes widened.

That wasn’t a term of endearment. She said it like a soldier taking orders from her commander.

I knew taht wasn’t our mother, due to the strange dark voice but... But Rose was adopted... wasn’t she?

Was this her foster mother? No. Her foster mother’s voice sounded different. Or was this someone else entirely?

I didn’t get the chance to think further when suddenly, the door creaked open.

I hadn’t moved fast enough.

Rose stepped out, phone still in hand—and froze the moment her eyes landed on me.

Her face drained of color.

I stood there, silent, calm, but watching. Too many pieces had just fallen into place.

And for the first time since meeting her... Rose looked truly rattled.

For a couple of breaths, Rose did not move or say anything. Her face paled like she had seen a ghost and I could tell she was already thinking of all the lies to cover up her tracks.

I behaved like I did not hear anything and gave her the bored look.

"What? The girl you used to bully now look too beautiful for you to look away?"

As soon as I said that, she heaved a soft sigh and then immediately her facade was back up.

"Tsk, you eish you little sorry charity case. Do not worry, soon everyone would see your true colours and when that happen, I’ll be there to tell you ’I told them and you so’ because unlike you, I Rose, am a true Kaine."

I did not blink as I looked her straight in the eyes and asked, "Are you though?"