His Trouble Maker

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Jessica POV

“Yes. She’s with me. We got stuck here in the cabin, man. I’ll take her home early in the morning.”

My lips purse as I stare at Gray talking to my brother. He’s got one hand braced against the wall, the other gripping his phone tight, jaw clenched like he’s barely keeping it together. He sighs through his nose, runs a hand through his drenched hair, and says something else to Pierce, but I don’t hear it.

I’m shivering.

My teeth are clenched so hard my jaw aches. I’m trying not to show it – trying to sit still on this damp–ass wooden crate like I’m fine. Like my legs don’t feel like they’re made of glass. Like I’m not five seconds away from curling into a ball and falling the fuck apart.

I’m not fine.

I feel it in my fingertips

that numb buzzing that happens when you’re too scared to admit you were scared. When the

adrenaline fades and all that’s left is the echo of it.

He could’ve taken me.

That rogue.

He was on top of me.

I could still feel it–his breath, his weight, that fucking snarl-

I swallow hard, but it catches in my throat.

A flash of lightning cracks outside. A second later, the thunder rolls in, deep and slow like the sky’s growling back at us.

I flinch.

Gods.

Grayson hangs up.

He turns around, and I straighten automatically–like I wasn’t just falling apart over here like a damn child.

His eyes meet mine.

Don’t look at me like that.

Soft. Controlled. That whole Alpha thing that makes you feel small and safe and like he could kill the world if you asked

him to.

I cross my arms across my chest. I can feel how hard I’m shivering. My clothes are soaked. My skin’s freezing. I want to move, but I don’t trust my legs.

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cry. Don’t

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to hide the

“Cold?” he asks, quiet.

I could

a line that makes my skin prickle under it. “You’re freezing,” he says again, quieter this time.

to take

I blink. Stare.

What.

My voice comes out sharper than I mean it. “Are you–are

low. Flat. “There’s a clean blanket over there, You can use that.” He jerks

wool blanket sitting right on top like the

he adds, still crouched in

tight and shaky. “You’re ridiculous,” I mutter, glaring at the floor like it personally offended me. I glance at him – still standing there like

won’t,” he says again before I saw him get up on his feet and turn around. This is stupid. This is humiliating. However, he is right. ” Take it off, woman. Atleast one

the wet fabric up slow, wincing as the cold air hits my skin like a slap. My arms are goose pimpled. My whole

say. It barely comes

him shifted.

I blurt and immediately want to slam my head against the nearest

– in my throat, in my head, in the tips of my fucking fingers where they’re curled

the blanket?” I manage. It sounds pathetic. Small. Beaten down and defensive all at once. “Please.” Grayson didn’t answer. I waited for him to say anything when

before the blanket come up around my shoulders, rough and dry and warm against my skin

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I freeze. “G–Gray?”

thought I’d lose

so sharp it made

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exhaled hard like he hated even saying it. “When I heard you scream–fuck, Jess–I’ve never moved so

Burning. Stupid. Soft

know what to

know how to breathe around words like that

“You didn’t,” I whispered.

nodded and then he dropped his head to my shoulder- so sudden,

gasp like he’d just

– small, shaking,

yanking me back

space anymore.

was so fucking gone for you, Jess,” he snarled low, voice wrecked,

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