JESSICA

It’s fucking treason.

No matter how many ways I twist it, no matter how I dress it up in my head–Theo’s plan is an act of betrayal.

So why the hell am I still sitting on it like some complicit little bitch? Why haven’t I told the Alpha? Or Grayson? Or anyone with teeth and rank and the ability to crush this before it spreads?

But if I tell Grayson, it’ll blow everything up.

And if I don’t—and something actually happens–that blood is mine. All of it.

“Shit!”

I jolt, nearly tipping my chair over when fingers snap loud and sharp right in front of my face. Pierce is looking at me while I absently tear a chunk of meat between my teeth.

“The fuck are you thinking about?” he growls, his voice low as he sips his morning coffee. “Where the hell have you been last night, Jess?”

“Do you really wanna know?” I toss back, stabbing my fork into the remains of my breakfast.

Pierce frowns, leaning forward with that irritating smirk that says he thinks he knows everything. “You made up with him? So that means….

“I accepted the fact that I am a caretaker? Never.” I roll my eyes so hard they might fall out of my skull.

“Jess…”

“Don’t ‘Jess‘ me like I’m some clueless pup.” I push my plate away. “Look, you’ve chosen your side and clearly, it’s not mine so whatever happens, it’s your fault.”

Shit. I shouldn’t have said that. I quickly got up and turn around, but Pierce launches from his chair and blocks my exit.

“What does that fucking mean, Jessica?” He growls. “I saw you last night. With Theo.”

My throat closes up. A cold wave of panic washes over me as my eyes widen involuntarily. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit, did he hear about it? Does he know the plan?

“Mind your fucking business, Pierce,” I spit, shoving against his chest. He barely budges. “Since when are you tracking my movements?”

dangerously low. “Are you cheating on Grayson,

What?!

toward the

my heart stops completely. Grayson stands

his eyes find

shut the fuck

Pierce calls from behind me “So why can’t you fucking

swer..”

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Chapter 55

awkwardly hovers hear his chart Dorcher he hear Pierce? My

anything. Grayson dips his head for a kiss, holding

as his lips brush against imine. He’s making me so fucking guilty. I force myself to relax, to kiss

mumble against his mouth, the word carrying more weight than he could possibly tinderstand. “I… I couldn’t sleep and didn’t want

him to

then he nod to my brother. “I’m taking her to the daycare

my permission or what? You slept

comes

you don’t want to discuss that,” Grayson replies coolly, his expression hardening as he stares Pierce down. There’s that dangerous edge to

throwing his hands up. He grabs his jacket and turns

my face. I can’t meet his eyes – guilt is eating me alive from

up. “What’s going

been

and chase for his lips. “Nothing,”

“What’s going on with

been sneaking around behind his back not

and chase for his lips. “Nothing,” I lie, lips still pressed on his, “He’s just

his truck driving near the Daycare. This wasn’t the

over between my fingers. The plastic ID with “CARETAKER” printed in bold letters feels like a brand

your first day,” he says, pulling into a parking space. His hand reaches for mine,

to you,”

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