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.”

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

harsh, but I can feel the heat in my stomach rising. “I mean, alpha.

panicking because what if the others realize

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

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

I should say something–tell him

move. My body

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

just step up beside him, my jaw tight, my chest rising and falling

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widens. “Don’t die on

He’s always been like this dominant, confronting and i kena tara trying to let the others

the outline of my jaw a soft, pe to lips hover next to my ear, barely a breath away, sending a shiver

voice is dark, stow, like it’s meant to strip ma Bare with just the words. His regiti la hit, agating my

contact. Every part of me aches with wanting him. I know this game. And I vina endil anda.

dirty, baby,” I whisper back, just loud enough for him to

but I don’t

take me on?” he whispers,

meet his gaze, refusing to break eye contact. Every part of me aches with wanting him, I know this game. And I know how it ends. But fo now, I want to play. “I like you better when you’re talking dirty, baby,” I whisper back, just loud enough for him

before he can say anything, I act – fast, reckless, just like me. I snap my leg up in a swift kick aimed

in the move. Grayson stumbles back, caught off guard, but only for a second. His eyes darken, lips

“Not bad, Jess.”

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 force behind it is enough

rough as he steps back, just

defensive. His hands grab my wrists, pinning them above my head in one swift motion. My heart stutters, a mixture of

too close for comfort, his breath hot against my face. “But you’ve still got a long way to

against his grip, frustrated, but the strength of his hold only makes me more determined. I twist, shifting my

I grit out, every word laced with defiance, but it sounds like a plea even

I think he’s about to push me further, make me break, the sound of a

tension.

his gaze snapping over my shoulder, and