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.

boots already pounding toward the door. “Where do you fucking think?” I bite

shoulder.

I’ll never have her? Baby, I already fucking do. After last night,

bitch fucking sleeping

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.

Safe.

drooling into her pillow, wrapped up in some shitty blanket like she didn’t

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

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

Nah, baby.

fucking easy to claim her. To mark her. To fuck her full of me until this whole goddamn pack knows exactly who she

a second, breathing through my nose like that’s gonna do shit for how fucking pissed I am. This side of the forest wraps around the back of her house. Pierce

how shit comes

Nothing happened that

Logan, you are such

I press a hand against the rough bark of the tree nearest

loose on her shoulder like an invitation she doesn’t

grind hard enough I

looks outside. Right fucking at me. Her brows twitch like maybe – just maybe – that

nothing is wrong. I just

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

heard her giggle before saying goodbye to Logan. I lean back against the tree, shoulder pressing into the bark, arms crossing tight over

My head tilts up.