His Trouble Maker
Chapter 29
Chapter 29
Chapter 29
GRAYSON
“This one?” Aria twirls in front of me and I sigh, annoyed because why the hell is Jessica not answering her damn phone? I shifted on the couch and try to test her again. I told her I’ll wait for her after drills, but I got sabotaged, “Grayson?” she asks, voice sweet enough to rot my
teeth.
I blink once, slow. If she wasn’t the daughter of one of my father’s oldest allies, I would’ve already thrown her out. Or worse. Probably worse.
“Aria,” I mutter, not even bothering to hide the venom this time. “If you ask me one more time, I’m going to lose my fucking mind”
She flinches, lips parting, and I know I should care. But I don’L “Aria, I’m not in the mood, I mutter, hall detracted as I keep my eyes on the screen of my phone. Still no response,
Aria pauses, her eyes narrowing “What’s wrong with you?” She pouts, hands resting on her hips. “You’ve agreed to accompany me today.” She really doesn’t get it. She steps closer, that perfume choking the air. “You’re father will not be happy with you if I tell him you’re this grumpy with me baby,” she says, making me more furious
The heck is her problem?
“Don’t touch me,” I snap, low and lethal, like a warning growl. She freezes, hand hovering near my shoulder before pulling back. Smart girl.
But she still tries to play coy. “You’re so tense,” she says with a pout. “Let me help-”
I stand up.
She shuts the hell up real quick when I do. I tower over her. And I know exactly what she sees in my eyes. She is so fucking disgusting. “I don’t want you,” I say, flat, brutal.” So stop whatever shit you are planning,”
She stares, wounded. Like I give a fuck.
I should be with Jess right now. Should have her pinned under me again, hand around her throat, watching that smart mouth go quiet when she can’t breathe without me
Instead, I’ve got this…girl fluttering around me like she’s earned a piece. Like she deserves anything from me.
God, if she wasn’t my father’s precious little political guest I’d have broken her already. I’d have sent her crawling out of here on her hands and knees, sobbing, stripped of that smug entitlement she wears like perfume.
“Leave, Aria. Now.”
She hesitates, like she’s about to cry.
“Don’t make me say it again.”
She bolts–heels clicking, pride shattered—and good. One less problem in my fucking face.
I drop back onto the couch, elbows on my knees, phone clutched tight. That girl–my girl–Jess, better have a goddamn reason for this Because she’s driving me fucking insane. And I swear, the more she pulls away, the more I want to bear the world apart just to get to her.
I sit there another thirty seconds–long enough for the silence to piss me off even more. Then I’m up, phone in hand, heading for the place she told me we’d meet.
She’s not there.
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No jacket she left on purpose just to see me carry
across the trees now, bruising
She promised.
aching from how tight I’m grinding it. I don’t do this. I don’t wait. I don’t chase. And I sure as hell don’t
whipped omega
Fuck.
phone again, fingers already dialing before my
growl when he
Apause. Then, “Grayson?”
“No shit”
hellos.
like he knows exactly what I’m about to do if I
the call and dialed Logan’s number. He answers it in one ring.
“Where’s Jess?”
wait,
My jaw ticks.
not fucking home. And the fact that his voice is all slurred and lary makes my blood go
better start thinking real
were just hanging out. She left like an hour ago, said she
tightens around the phone. She was supposed to meet
My
My voice drops, slow and dangerous, the kind of tone that makes most wolves
said she was fine!” Logan says, suddenly more awake. “Swore she was okay, Grayson. I
I don’t
Inged her.
I need her now.
I check every side path, every shortcut, eyes sharp, senses
Or someone else did.
Rogue hands on her. A collar.
No.
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No fucking way.
my phone again–but this time, I don’t dial. Instead, I drop it, letting it
Ishift
the shadows, bones cracking, muscles stretching, fur rippling over my skin as I drop to all fours. The world sharpens, every scent, every sound heightened as my
thought possible, my claws digging into the earth, propelling me forward
then, I smell
It’s faint at first, buried beneath the leaves and earth, but I
Jessica
the rogue scent i’d picked up earser. not
into the trees, I catch
now. But mixed with
Something wrong
low in my throat, the sound vibrating through the trees. My hackles raise, but my feet stay frozen, nose working overtime to find her
And there she is.
Under a tree.
mess, there’s a blood stains on the sleeve of her shirt,
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