His Trouble Maker
Chapter 80
Chapter 80
JESSICA
“Jess no!”
My wolf jumped inside me but I pushed her deeper, rejecting that it was Riot all along. She wanted him. She wanted him to mark her right there but before she could do that, I quickly turned around and left for the woods.
I whimpered because of the immense heat that was circulating in my veins but I kept going. There’s no fucking way this is happening.
I slid down the tree, trembling. Slick heat pooled between my legs,
I choke on a gasp. “I—please, no, I can’t-”
My hands dig into the dirt, clawing at anything to ground me as another wave hits. It’s not supposed to be like this -not with him. My wolf howls, scratching beneath my skin, demanding I return to him.
“Shut up,” I whisper, tears streaming down my face. “Shut up, shut up!”
But the heat doesn’t listen. It crawls up my spine, making me arch against the rough bark. My shirt sticks to my sweat–slicked skin, and I hate how my nipples harden against the fabric.
1 hear footsteps approaching and panic surges through me.
“Jess!”
“Jessica!”
It’s Grayson.
I press my thighs together, mortified by how wet I am, how my body betrays me while my mind screams to run. When I look up, Grayson is there staring down at me.
“Please leave,” I beg, not wanting to recognize the hurt on his face,
Grayson kneels before me, and I can’t stop the whimper that escapes. His scent is all wrong and fuck me for being
sick with his touch.
“It’s him, isn’t it?” Grayson whispers, voice rough with emotion. “Your wolf chose Riot.”
I shake my head frantically, even as another wave of heat crashes through me, “No–I don’t want this. I don’t want
him.”
for me, then stops
I sob, my body shuddering as Riot’s pull grows stronger.
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“I won’t let him have you. Not
my palms until they bleed. “It
and I see tears in his eyes. “But you’re stronger than your wolf.
arching my back. Grayson catches me before I collapse, and just
electricity through my skin.
my body leans into him. “You’re wrong. It’s
me what you need,” he whispers,
hating how my hips rock involuntarily. “Please make it
I break free from Grayson’s arms. She wants
throat as Riot’s presence pulses inside
I whimper, tears streaming down my face.
tightens. “I’m taking
recognizing my own voice as
snarls, carrying me through the darkness while I writhe against him, my body betraying me
even sure what I’m begging for anymore. Relief? Riot? Death?
along the dark, Grayson kicks open a door and sets me
humiliation burning almost as hot as the fever. My wolf was howling, desperate
the cabin where we had to spend the night after a rogue attacked me. I wasn’t about to have Riot mark me as his. I squeeze my
escaped from my throat and it’s not just me who
as he grips the wooden frame. I can see the war raging behind his
heat.
the frame. I can see the battle raging in his eyes–his wolf pushing against his control.
is everywhere,” he growls, taking a step back. “Jessica,
twists with something dark.
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me sick with guilt, but my body throbs with need at just saying Riot’s name. I
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