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.

to please. It should be enough. It should be fucking

angry, trapped

my hips forward, forcing

me in a sharp,

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on the woman’s body on the floor. She looks so perfect and in place. The image of her on the floor, quivering, ruined, should be enough to make me

my wolf is fucking silent. Because I am hard, burning, wrecked- and there’s only one woman that I fucking want

“Get out.”

She blinks. “What?”

“Get the fuck out.”

hate it when they fucking malfunctions like this. I stand,

cold bastard. I don’t care. I barely hear her. Because the second she’s gone, I drop onto the corner of the cold bathroom, head in my

going to fix this. No one

is in my

I don’t think I’ll

an alpha cannot be weak. From the outside, it looks like this shit is easy but try being the son of the Westwood. Try carrying the weight of a legacy built on

Try being me.

shoulders back, exhale, shake the tension out of my fingers a nd then–I knock on

A sharp, single rap.

“Come in.”

push open the door, stepping inside, shoulders squared because he got only one rule for me. No matter

what’s happening inside me–**I

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

I had to wait a few more minutes

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about

Not this fucking conversation again. ” i told you I can lead without

says, voice even. “The Elders expect continuity. I expect more than obedience. I expect that you find yourself a worthy strong Luna to

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