His Trouble Maker

Alpha Luna 14

Chapter 15

GRAYSON

I’m so fucking stupid.

“You’ll never fucking have me.”

Are you sure about that, baby? Are you real fucking sure? I swear that smart–ass mouth of yours really knows how to fucking hurt me.

“Fucking Omega,” I hiss under my breath, glaring down at my drink like it owes me answers.

“What was that?” Pierce glances over from his little orgy of a situation – omega on his lap, another leaning too close like I won’t break her fingers for it.

I don’t even bother looking at him.

“Nothing,” I grit out.

Because what am I supposed to say?

Hey, Pierce, you’re little sister is such a bitch I want to fucking tie her in my bed and fuck the attitude out of her.

“You good, man?” he asks, raising a brow like he thinks he’s funny. “You look like you wanna bite someone’s head off.”

I look at him. You have no fucking idea. I down the rest of my drink in one pull, slam the glass down harder than necessary – loud enough to shut him up.

“Maybe I do,” I growl, standing up so fast the chair scrapes across the floor like a threat.

Pierce watches me like he knows better than to ask. “Where the fuck you going?” he calls out.

my hands into my pockets, boots already pounding toward the door. “Where do you fucking

shoulder.

fucking do. After last night,

that bitch fucking

slam the door of my truck so hard the whole thing shakes, grip the wheel like I could rip it clean off if I wanted to, and I start the engine. It pisses me off so bad I almost laugh. That stupid, reckless, big–mouthed little omega who doesn’t know when to shut the fuck up – probably curled up right now in that

for her.

Soft. Safe. Fucking

some shitty blanket like she didn’t just

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she didn’t spit in my face and tell me I’ll never fucking have

fucking mouth like a filthy little whore, throw all that attitude at me like I won’t fucking do something about it and then crawl into bed like the world

Nah, baby.

until this whole goddamn pack knows exactly who she belongs to without me having to

This side of the forest wraps around the back of her house. Pierce and I used to run through these woods like wild fucking

how shit

Nothing happened

Logan, you are such a

the rough bark of the tree nearest her window because if I don’t, I

are bare. That stupid little sleep shirt hangs loose on her shoulder like an

teeth grind hard enough I

– that stupid little omega

is wrong. I just thought I

did. Me. My tongue drags slow across my bottom lip, rough, filthy, like I could taste the fear she should

against the tree, shoulder pressing into the bark, arms crossing

My head tilts up.