His Trouble Maker

Chapter 53

Chapter 53

JESSICA

My heart thuds painfully against my ribs. Luna? Did he just say Luna?

“What did you just call me?” My voice comes out barely above a whisper.

Something flickers across Grayson’s face–uncertainty, maybe even fear. He releases my wrists, backing up slightly.

“You heard me.” His voice is rough, raw with emotion.

“Luna is what werewolves call their mates.” I stare at him, disbelief making my head spin. “That’s not–we’re not-”

“We are.” His eyes flash gold for a split second, and I gasp. “My wolf chose you long before I was ready to admit it.”

I shake my head, trying to process what he’s saying. “That’s impossible. I’ve never… I would know if I you’re my….”

Grayson laughs, but there’s no humor in it. “My mate? You spend your life hating me, Jess.”

“Your eighteenth birthday is in a month,” he says quietly as he unties me. “That’s when you’ll shift for the first time. That’s when my father gave me the ultimatum–but I can’t claim you because…”

“Because I can’t control myself around you,” Grayson growls, his fingers brushing against my skin as he works on the knots. “And if I claim you before you’ve had your first shift, I could kill you.”

The raw honesty in his voice makes me stop struggling. I’ve never seen this side of him–vulnerable, almost afraid.

“Is that why you’ve been such an ass to me all these years?” I ask, watching his face carefully. “To keep me away?”

He laughs bitterly. “Didn’t work, did it? Every time you talked back or stood up to me, my wolf just wanted you more.”

The first restraint comes loose, and I rub my wrist, noticing the bruises already forming. Grayson’s eyes follow my movement, and he sighs.

“Are you hurt?” His fingers brush over the reddened skin.

I jerk away.” You’re the one who tied me.”

“Because you won’t listen to me, Jess.”

That’s true.

Earlier, I was ready to just jump in bed with him to get answers. Right now, I feel so embarrassed sitting next to him.

His eyes darken as they trail down my body. “You have no idea what it’s like,” he mutters, voice husky. “Smelling your arousal every time we argue. Knowing you want me even when you’re telling me to go to hell.”

“I don’t-” but the lie dies on my lips when he leans in, his face inches from mine.

your pupils dilate when I get close.” His hand slides up my thigh and I

know why I’m starting to get turned on by his touch. So much “That I

enge

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were sixteen. I could smell the change starting

“That’s fucking creepy, Grayson.”

crosses his

Jess.“.

know what more creepy he was talking about. Instead, I just lean my body to his while he adjver his position beside me. I’m practically

for so long,” he murmurs against my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “You have no idea how hard it’s been to stay away from

“Then why did you? Why

My father has enemies, Jess. Powerful ones If they knew about you

You want me to keep barking at you in

laughing. “You

closer until our noses nearly touch. “What can I say? The next alpha just

he’s flipped our positions, pinning me to the bed with his body hovering

surprising even

growls playfully, nipping at my neck.

suddenly dig into my

back,” he demands, grinning wickedly

leverage to flip us. For a glorious second, I’m on top, pinning his shoulders to the

surprise before narrowing with challenge. “You’re forgetting something,

“What’s that?”

effortlessly, this time catching both my wrists in one hand

gasp between fits of laughter, my body arching

playfulness in his eyes shifts to something darker, hungrier. I

feel that?” Grayson’s voice drops to a husky whisper. His hand slides from my ribs to my waist, fingers digging in possessively. “That’s what

an hour ago, I hated his guts. Instead, I arch my back, pressing

playing fair,”

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grip on my wrists tightens just enough to make me gasp, something primal dashes across fishers Jess. There’s warning

my hips against him deliberately, watching

his forehead to mine. “I don’t plan on fucking you while your full of stitches,

I moan, arching

stares at me, conflict evident in his eyes. “I don’t want to

to grip him through his

cock so bad,” I whimper, shameless now. My fingers

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