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.

kick. I snatch her ankle mid–air, jerking

snarl. ” Really Jess?

strong?”

panting now. Hair a mess across the pillow. Lips parted, eyes sharp and hating.

stupid!”

stupid is you,

did, she’d know the only reason I’m here–grinding my teeth, holding on–is to

to take me

where that’s gotten

a command. “This is who you are. My brat, my mate. You

me.”

panic–struggling until her cheek smashes into the mattress. I think Jessica

happen when I said I’m going to claim

Fuck.

She’s in heat.

Since fucking when?

alert inside me, claws dragging, muscles tightening. It’s like she’s

marked, to be claimed.

palm low, fingers brushing the slick warmth gathering there. Jessica’s breath stutters,

between surprise

the hell hasn’t

body trembles under my touch, hips jerking with a

heat alone.

raw–and I wasn’t

come to me,” I growl against her skin, voice thick with accusation and need. “Why

flash, wild and ashamed, and I’ll be damned seeing fear

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did you

eyes, and I already fucking know it. Quickly, I jerk her leg tighter, forcing her calf against my ribs, chest

rasp,

Her shoulders shake.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry..”

fistful of her hair and yanking her head back just enough so our eyes lock. Her face is bruised with shame and wet with tears–half of me wants to crush her, the

tears slipping down her cheeks. “I–I didn’t know what else to do. I

She fucking saw me.

So, that’s fucking why.

it. I will never fucking touch her again. After that encounter, I tracked down a

said. My wolf knows her

touched

“W–What?”

over her lips. “Whatever you saw that

“But-”

for touching her, fury at her for letting him, and an aching, twisted heartbreak