His Trouble Maker

Chapter 77

GRAYSON

“Grayson, what-”

“Shut up,” I snarl, smashing my face into the crook of her, missing her scent.

I’ve been thinking too much. Watching too much. And then Riot touched her.

I could’ve killed him right there.

But I didn’t.

Not yet.

I still don’t fucking know why that bastard is messing with me.

Jessica moves, like she thinks she can slip away.

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I don’t even think. I grab her, twist us hard, and throw her down onto the bed. The mattress groans under the weight. She bounces once, then stills.

I’m over her in a second, staring down.

“You don’t get to run,” I growl. “Not tonight.”

Her eyes are wide. Scared. Maybe furious. I can’t tell anymore.

I want to rip the whole fucking world in half and make her watch. Fuck. Seeing Jessica like this makes my cock twitch. I strip off my shirt with one hand, yanking it over my head like it’s choking me. My skin’s slick with sweat, heat rolling off me in waves. I’m running too hot.

“You smell like him,” I mutter, voice low and shaking with restraint. “Do you have any idea what that does to me?”

She opens her mouth to speak, but I’m already moving. My body slots between her thighs, not fully touching–but close enough that she feels the threat of it.

“Grayson, stop-”

“No.” I curl a hand into the sheets near her ribs, the other gripping her thigh too tight. “You let him get too close. You let him see what’s mine.”

Her nails rake down my chest in a desperate push. “You asshole-”

My wolf is so close to the surface can barely think straight, I told myself I’d wait. That I’d be good. Let her choose. But Riot touched her. And now I want to ruin something just to feel her shake. Maybe that makes me a monster. I don’t care anymore.

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I only told her I will let her go because I know she needed the time to think before her birthday. But hell, if letting her go means seeing her with that bastard then I’m done being a saint.

jerking

” Really Jess? Do you think training with him will suddenly

strong?”

you Grayson!” She’s panting now. Hair a mess across the pillow. Lips parted,

stupid!”

is

I’m so glad she can’t read what’s crawling behind my eyes. Because if she did, she’d know the only reason I’m here–grinding my teeth, holding on–is to remind her. Once she knew

choice but to

look at where that’s

low, every word a command. “This is who

me.”

growls–half rage, half panic–struggling until her cheek smashes into the mattress. I

said I’m going to claim her tonight but it’s still a surprise

Fuck.

She’s in heat.

Since fucking when?

muscles tightening. It’s like she’s screaming to

marked, to be claimed.

palm low, fingers brushing the slick

between surprise and

hasn’t

a wild, desperate pulse that screams she’s drowning

heat alone.

been burning–hungry, raw–and

should’ve come to me,” I growl against her skin, voice

ashamed, and I’ll be damned seeing

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did you do,

I jerk her leg tighter, forcing

rasp,

Her shoulders shake.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry..”

is bruised with shame and wet with tears–half of me wants to crush her, the

didn’t know what else to do. I saw you with Aria too so

She fucking saw me.

So, that’s fucking why.

she got my wolf confused. But that’s it. I will never fucking touch her again. After that encounter, I tracked down a healer, talked it through, made damn sure I wasn’t

My wolf knows her scent because I used to

touched

“W–What?”

in, mouth hovering just over her lips. “Whatever you saw that night, nothing happened to

“But-”

at her for letting him, and an aching, twisted heartbreak because none of that would happen if I was just there. “I’m