His Trouble Maker
Chapter 73
Chapter 73
Chapter 73
GRAYSON
She fucking needs me.
And I couldn’t be there for her.
My girl is in pain, and I am locked in this goddamn room pretending I give a shit to what the elders have to say. I don’t like it when things don’t go in my way, but it turns out, it’s the same for the alpha. I pissed him off that’s why he shows up with his bastard.
“Riot cannot be the next alpha,” Aria’s father said giving me a look. I think it translates to ‘fuck you.’
My fists clench so hard my knuckles flash bone white. I want to tear through this table. Flip it. Smash it. Rip out Riot’s smug throat and remind every asshole sitting here that bloodlines don’t mean shit when you’ve got bite.
“Grayson,” the Alpha says, low and clipped.
I lift my head slowly, not really interested to what he’s about to say. “You’re twitching like you’ve got something to say,” he mutters.
Say?
No.
I want to howl.
I stare him down, slow and quiet, the way predators size up threats. “Riot doesn’t have the spine to lead,” I say, each word sharp enough to cut meat. “You want a wolf who’ll bow to you. Not one who’ll burn for the pack.”
That gets a reaction.
“He isn’t even here,” Elder Vass says, his voice clipped, like my words are beneath the room. “You slander a wolf who hasn’t had the chance to defend
himself.”
“I don’t need him here to know what he is.” I lean forward, hands braced against the table, spine bowed like I’m ready to pounce. “I’ve been leading this pack since I’m eighteen. You know what I am capable of.”
The Alpha watches me closely now. I know why he’s trying to stir this coup.
When I refused to mate Aria that day, that’s when he decided to show me he’s not bluffing.
He wants me cornered. Wants to punish me for saying no with an audience.
“And what are you capable of, son?” He smirks, eyes glinting with that same old fake interest. “When you can’t even find a good Luna for this pack?”
Luna.
Tch.
He thinks I’m vulnerable there. Thinks I’m unbalanced without a pretty bitch at my side to dress up the throne.
He’s wrong.
I push my chair back with a slow scrape – not loud, not rushed – just enough to make every ear twitch. My spine stretches as I rise, the bones along my back shifting with tension, like fur could rip through skin at any second.
I don’t shift. Even if I want to. Instead, I plant both
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him in the
think I need a Luna to prove I’m fit
quiet. Low. That kind of voice that hunts in silence
your approval, and without kissing any elder’s ring. You want
knows it’s me saying he cannot and will never be
knows every inch of these mountains, one who buried half
He doesn’t get the chance. I slam my hand down–not to scare, just to interrupt – just to remind the room that
face. But don’t act
ease Jessica’s pain. Shit. I almost forgot it’s just a week before her birthday. A week from now, her body’s going to betray her. And it’s already starting. I can tell. The way the bond flares, the way her moods sharpen, the way I wake up at night already hard, already starving for her like my instincts
what are they
her spine
the last corner just a few blocks away from her house when suddenly, a
bare teeth. But my body vibrates with the
lips press together.
For once in this fucked–up mess, I know exactly what I’m doing. What I’m running to.
performance. I can’t tell anymore. “You’re not thinking
hand off
help you. I’ve
tried to
eyes and she flinches. “You don’t
already moving. Already past her. Because every second wasted here is another second Jessica is
block
“Grayson!”
Crack.
slap across my face. Slowly, I turn my head, jaw tight as I
get to walk away from me. Not again. Not
I stare at her.
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low, sharp enough to bleed. “And you sure as hell don’t
forward. “She’s manipulating
into her space now, towering over her, letting the full weight of alpha bleed into every word. “And you think this → gesture between us, to the slap, to her eyes, to every lie that ever
she hisses, desperate now. “She never was. I am. You think some brokeri girl with scars and
want this title? This crown? Fine. Fight
“Then tell me why my wolf said she’s your
That. Stops. Me.
No.
That’s fucking impossible.
her breath hitching, eyes glistening with tears–fragile, raw, almost breaking. “Can’t you feel it, Grayson? Can’t you
us?”
second, I swear, my wolf stirs inside me
when something
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