His Trouble Maker

Chapter 74

JESSICA

I have no idea what to say.

Hook up to find Riot but he’s already gone. What the fuck did I do? I wanted to cry my eyes out because I just let a stranger touch me.

My body is still in fire.

I’ve held on for so long to not want Riot’s touches, but the pain is beyond me. No matter how much I try to stop him from touching me, my body still

betrays me.

Goddess… what did I just do?

I push off the bed like it’s on fire, moving before I can think too hard. Thinking is dangerous. Thinking means feeling, and I can’t afford that right now.

Clothes hit the floor. I grab the first clean leggings I see, a sports bra, my boots. My hair goes up in a knot, fast and messy, and I splash cold water on my face like it’ll snap me back to reality. I don’t look in the mirror–I already know what I’ll see.

I slam the door behind me and head straight for the field. The sun’s already high, burning the world gold. Warriors are stretching, sparring, joking like their lives aren’t all disasters.

Mine is.

“Jess!” Logan’s voice cuts through the morning haze. He jogs toward me, face flushed from training or concern–I don’t care which.

I keep walking.

“Hey!” He catches up, falling into step beside me. “You good?”

“I’m fine.”

He gives me a look like he doesn’t believe a word.

“You weren’t at breakfast. Pierce told me not to wake you up.”

“I wasn’t hungry.”

“Are you avoiding me?”

“I had things to do.”

his damp hair. “Grayson’s been

freeze. Just for a second. Just long enough

talk about Grayson,” I snap, pushing forward faster, eyes locked on the man wiping sweat from his brow, oblivious to the stares that

my gaze and pauses, halfway through pulling his

plow forward, my shoulder ramming into Riot’s

it,” he grunts, stumbling

a disaster. “Uhm…I just want to thank…you

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Holy shit. My eyes widen seeing it in broad daylight. There’s amazing talcool p looks like a wolf spans across his left pectoral, its jaws

smirks, catching me staring. “See something

face burns. “N–no. I mean–the

is playful but his eyes are intense.

the…” I glance around, lowering my voice, “…the heat

unbothered by his half–naked state or the hungry stares from others

his head, dark hair falling across one eye. “I’ve been told I’m good with my hands in…

mouth goes dry. The memory of those hands on my skin, cool against my fever, flashes

“You’re impossible,” I mutter.

reaches out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “You weren’t complaining last night. In fact-” he leans in, lips

hand away, “It was just biology. Any wolf

wolf?” His eyebrow arches, amusement dancing in those dangerous eyes. “What the

follow his gaze and found a blonde girl standing at the entrance of

He quickly grab the girl’s wrist and yanking her toward him. Even from here, I can

my side. “That’s

“Huh?”

you?” Logan’s eyes narrow. “Theo was exiled

jaw drops. “Exiled?

Shit. Of course, I fucking knew

on my shoulder startles me. “You’re

exiled, that means someone knows about his plan and I have to get to that phone

praying no one can smell the

my room, I pace frantically, biting my

I dial Grayson’s number for the fifth time,

it!” I throw the phone on my bed and run my hands

Now. If Theo was

I’m rushing across the compound toward his office.

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