His Trouble Maker

Chapter 54

Chapter 54

JESSICA

Grayson is already snoring beside me.

I stare at the ceiling, listening to his steady breathing, feeling like the worst person alive, seduced him to get what I needed.

He

called me his Luna. His mate. And what didi doti

“You’re such a bitch, Jessica.*

I turn my head slightly, watching his face in the dim moonlight filtering through the window. He looks so peaceful when he’s sleeping like this. I trace my finger lightly over his jawline, feeling the scratch of stubble. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, though I’m not sure I mean it.

Carefully, I slide from under his arm, wincing when he stirs. I freeze, holding my breath until his snoring resumes. The clock on his nightstand reads 2:17 AM. Perfect. Everyone will be asleep.

*Just find the documents and get out. Nothing complicated.*

Yeah, except for the bomb he dropped about me being his freaking Luna. However, that is tomorrow’s problem.

His desk is in the corner, neat and organized–so typical Grayson. Everything has its place.

I slip across the room like a shadow, bare feet silent on the floor. The small key I’d spotted earlier–the one he thinks I didn’t notice him using -is taped under the third drawer. Classic hiding spot, Alpha.

The locked drawer slides open, and I start sifting through the files. Most are pack business, territory disputes, things I’d normally care about but not tonight. Then I see it–a thick folder with a red tab. My name.

*Why would he have a separate file on me?*

I glance back at Grayson, still blissfully unaware, one arm stretched across where I should be. His face twitches in sleep, and for a second,! almost put everything back and crawl into bed beside him.

Almost.

The first page makes my stomach drop. “Warrior Program: Final Decisions.” My eyes scan down to find my name with a bold red X beside it.

“DENIED.”

I already knew that but it still hurts the first time.

The next page is worse. It’s a recommendation. From Grayson.

“Despite Jessica Wilkinsons’s persistence, I cannot recommend her for warrior status. Her talents would be better utilized in pack childcare and community support. Effective immediately, all combat training will cease, and transition to caretaker role will begin.”

My hands shake so violently that the paper makes a soft crinkling sound. I press it flat against the desk, terrified of waking him, even as I feel my world collapsing.

as I see the date–it was just

hand over my mouth as a sob threatens to escape. Tears spill down my

is scrawled in his handwriting at the bottom: “Jessica’s determination makes her difficult to reason with. Bet believe

et her

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want to wake him up and demand mawers I want to tip then purée le throw

out my phone and snap pictures of every page, hands trembling so badly

sights in his sleep and

things with absolute certainty: I will never be his Luna, and I will never let him decide my future

to get out of that place but I found myself running, the betrayal burning hotter than the tears streaming down my face. My

of woods. Now. Bringing

the photos, hands still trembling. Part of me wondered why I was running to him of all people.

I could barely

using that stupid nickname I used to love. He opened his arms and I crashed into him, hating myself for seeking comfort from him but needing someone–anyone–who

wasn’t the council’s decisión. It was Grayson’s

back, looking at me with an

finally. “I kind

a second for his words to

stepped back, suddenly

deny it. Just shoved his hands in his pockets and had the audacity to

let me went there and you fucking knew!?” I screamed, rushing at him and shoving him with all my strength. He barely moved.

told you?” His voice was infuriatingly calm. “You were so wrapped up in him, Jess.

this about him and me,” I

eyes. “You want honesty? Here it is. You were never going to make warrior. Never. Not because you’re not strong enough, but because

you

darker–overwhelming me. “What else did he told you

“…”

as Theo leans in closer, his familiar

dangerous velvet tone I

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tree root. Nowhere

He places one arm against the tree behind me, caging me in “see, bragon len

“Stop it,” I whisper

“That’s why you ran to his bed tonight. That’s why you look so completely wrecked right

confirms everything. Damn

I don’t immediately slap it away. “He’s known for years.

“You’re lying.”

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