His Trouble Maker

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

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She’s not fucking eighteen yet. Some wolves don’t even awaken at that age. That’s why the bond happens after. So why the fuck can I smell her? Feel her? And worst of all?

I reacted.

A sharp growl rumbles in my chest, vibrating through my ribs. My jaw clenches so tight my molars creak. I press my hands into the shower tile, letting the ice–cold water slam against my body.

It should help. It doesn’t. This is wrong. A mistake. A fucking glitch in the universe meant to distract me, weaken me. A test to see if I’m worthy of leading this pack. Because if I give in—if I fail–I’m not fit to be Alpha. I slam a fist against the wall.

Control. Get control.

I am not thinking about Jessica Wilkinson’s scent. I am not thinking about how she felt against me and I am not fucking

hard right now.

…Except I am.

My lips pull back from my teeth. A growl builds in my chest, low, vibrating, hungry. Fucking unacceptable.

“Do you want me to help with that?”

My jaw locks and tilt my head slowly to see Stella? Bella? Ariella? I can’t even remember her name. All I know is that I picked her up earlier in the bar after I drop Jessica on my father’s office.

Slowly, too slowly, I shot my arms out reaching the woman’s shoulder and guiding her to drop on her fucking knees.

She fucking offered.

Without second thoughts, I stuffed my cock down her throat and fuck her. “Shit,” I blew out a breath.“Ah, damn.”

I couldn’t possibly be thinking about her right?

The woman whimpered, her hands on my thighs trying to stop me from obliterating every inch of her throat but I couldn’t fucking care less.

Heck, I am no saint.

I had done many despicable things to be where I am right now but nobody, nobody had ever made me feel like this. I grunt, fisting a handful of her hair, hips snapping forward as she takes me deep, choking around the length of me.

enough. It should be fucking enough but when I close my eyes, for a

angry, trapped against

jaw tightens. I slam my hips forward,

rolls through me in a

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floor. She looks so perfect and in place. The

wolf is fucking silent. Because I am hard,

“Get out.”

She blinks. “What?”

“Get the fuck out.”

fast enough. I hate it when they fucking malfunctions like this. I

back, grabs her clothes, mutters something about me being a cold bastard. I don’t care. I barely hear her. Because the second she’s

know–No one else is going to fix this. No one else is going to

in my

don’t think I’ll

me long minutes before I can even move. Before I can gather the shattered, broken pieces of myself because an alpha cannot be weak. From the outside, it looks like this shit is easy but

Try being me.

exhale, shake the tension out of my

A sharp, single rap.

“Come in.”

push open the door, stepping inside, shoulders squared because he got only one rule

inside me–**I don’t falter in

how I always does. Training. Pack affairs. Patrol status. Territory reports. The

was done, I had to wait a few more minutes before he

*

what about

again. ”

says, voice even. “The Elders expect continuity. I expect more than obedience. I expect that you find

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Chapter 4

There it is.