His Trouble Maker

Chapter 37

JESSICA

Me: Stop looking at me like that.

Baby Alpha: Looking like what?

frown, throwing Grayson a hideous look as he chuckles, still staring at his phone. We’re taking a break from training session when I notice him giving me a look. The others look at each other because he is very weird right now and I know why.

Logan hisses beside me. “You’re making it obvious.”

I quickly hide my phone and stole his bottle of water. ” Obvious of what?”

“You’re back together?”

I throw Grayson another look, trying to force my voice steady. ” No. He’s getting married.”

I swear to the moon goddess, if Grayson doesn’t stop with that fucking grin, I’ll strangle him with his own damn shirt.

“So, you knew,” Logan says, dragging out the word as he finally looks up, locking eyes with me. He tilts his head, the corner of his mouth twitching. “Just make sure you know what you’re getting yourself into, Jess.”

It makes me sick how much his words make my stomach flip. I know what he’s thinking, and I know what others will think of me if this goes

out and I know I am better than this.

“Alright, enough of the damn gossip.” Grayson shouted, shifting everyone’s attention to him. “Back to practice.”

I don’t even have time to respond. Grayson’s already moving, striding to the center of the room with that swagger he knows drives me crazy.

“Pair up,” he demands, his eyes scanning the room. “And for the love of the gods, get this right. I want this session clean. No bullshit.”

I roll my eyes, still pissed off at the whole situation, but I have to move. It’s practice. So I walk to the designated spot, my muscles tense as I

wait for whatever comes next.

Grayson looks at me, and I freeze. “You’re with me, Jess.”

care. He’s already walking toward me, too confident, too

but I can feel the heat in

make it obvious! Inside, I’m panicking because

“You don’t get a

are silent. No one moves, but I can feel their eyes on us. It’s like everything slows down, like they’re waiting for me to snap.

should say something–tell him to fuck

body reacts

on mine. “Try to

and falling faster than I want it

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Chapter 37

“Don’t die

through me. He’s always been like this dominant, confronting and i kena tara trying to

his presence a smoldering inferno I can’t look away from. His fingers trace the outline of my jaw a soft, pe to lips hover next to my

on?” His voice is dark, stow, like it’s meant to strip ma Bare with just the words. His

wanting him. I know this game. And I vina endil anda. Bid Air

like you better when you’re talking dirty, baby,” I whisper back, just loud enough for him to

watching, but I don’t care. It’s just Grayson

whispers, lips brushing my ear,

with wanting him, I know this game. And I know how it ends.

can say anything, I act – fast, reckless, just like me.

move. Grayson stumbles back, caught off guard,

“Not bad, Jess.”

him, my body moving with a fluidity that’s almost instinctual i twist around, using my momentum to send another roundhouse kick toward his ribs. It’s controlled, precise, and the

as he steps back, just barely out of reach. “But I’m not

His hands grab my wrists, pinning them above my head in

my face.

shifting my body under his, and

every word laced with defiance, but it sounds like a

to push me further, make me break, the sound

tension.

gaze snapping over my shoulder, and