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 it.
bleeding out across the trees now, bruising
She promised.
tight I’m grinding it. I don’t do this. I don’t wait. I don’t chase. And I sure as hell
some whipped omega in
Fuck.
my phone again, fingers already dialing before my temper talks
when he
Apause. Then, “Grayson?”
“No shit”
time for hellos. “Is
I can hear him shit his stance, like he knows exactly what I’m about to do if I don’t like his answer. “She’s not here,
and dialed Logan’s
“Where’s Jess?”
wasted. “Uh…Jess, wait, she’s not at
My jaw ticks.
the fact that his voice is all slurred
me either,” I snap. “So you better start thinking real hard, Logan,
man. We were just hanging out. She left like an hour ago, said she
around the phone. She
My
voice drops, slow and dangerous, the kind of tone that makes most wolves
suddenly more
I don’t need
Inged her.
I need her now.
take back toward the village feels like fire in my bones. I check every side path, every shortcut, eyes
Or someone else did.
Rogue hands on
No.
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No fucking way.
the forest, chest heaving. My fingers curl around my phone again–but this time, I don’t dial. Instead, I drop it, letting it fail into the dirt as I feel that primal need surging inside
Ishift
my skin as I drop to all fours. The world sharpens, every scent,
than I ever thought possible, my claws digging into the earth, propelling me
then, I smell
leaves and earth, but I know it. My mind doesn’t
Jessica
danger, not about the rogue scent
trees, I catch something that stops me dead
scent. Stronger now. But mixed with something
Something wrong
my feet stay frozen, nose working overtime to find her push forward cautiously, ears pinned back, every instinct screaming that
And there she is.
Under a tree.
hair is a mess, there’s a blood stains on the
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