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.”

turn, eyes narrowing in suspicion, but Grayson doesn’t care. He’s already walking toward

feel the heat in my stomach rising. “I mean, alpha. I think

obvious! Inside, I’m panicking because what if

smirks. “You don’t get a say. Get over

but I can feel their eyes on us. It’s like everything slows

should say something–tell

My body reacts before my mind can

waiting, arms crossed, his eyes locked on mine. “Try to stay alive at the

chest rising and falling faster than I want it to.

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I whisper

but I don’t care. It’s just

think you can take me on?” he whispers, lips brushing my ear, his

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

I act – fast, reckless, just like me. I

shock flashing across their faces as they take in the move. Grayson stumbles back, caught off guard, but only for

“Not bad, Jess.”

momentum to send another roundhouse kick toward his ribs. It’s controlled, precise, and the force behind it is enough to make h grunt.

steps back, just barely

moves fast, faster than I expect, and suddenly I’m the one’on the defensive. His hands grab my wrists, pinning them above my head in one swift motion. My heart stutters, a mixture

breath hot against my face. “But you’ve still got a long way to go if you wanna

more determined. I twist, shifting my body under his, and with a quick jerk, I pull one hand free,

laced with defiance, but it sounds like

about to push me further, make me break, the sound

tension.

snapping over my shoulder, and the look on