His Trouble Maker

Chapter 89

JESSICA

This is not happening.

No.

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They’ve got it all wrong.

“Pierce!” I shouted, grabbing the metal prison until my knuckles turned white. The cold iron bit into my palms, but I barely felt it. All I could focus on was the retreating figure down the dimly lit corridor. “What is happening? What am I here?!”

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“Pierce!” My voice cracks. “Please-”

He disappears around the corner.

Fuck.

Riot tricked me.

I look around the cell and I’ve realized they put me inside the dungeon where…traitors are being held. Our village got a special place for enemies or those who helped our enemies.

I shove my hands through my hair, dragging hard at the roots. My nails scrape my scalp, sharp enough to sting. Think. Think. There has to be a way out of

this.

Why would they put me here?

Where is Grayson?

I brace against the stone wall, gulping air like I can force the panic down. After a few minutes, I hear boots. Heavy. Fast. Getting closer.

Pierce is coming back.

I shove myself to the bars again, breath tearing in and out of me, heartbeat slamming against my ribs like it’s trying to break free. My hands ache, rave from gripping the iron, but I don’t care. I grab the bars again, clinging like they’re the only thing holding me up.

When he turns the corner, I see the way his face is carved tight, his jaw clenched so hard I can see the muscles shaking. He’s angry. Or scared. Or both.

I can’t breathe.

“Pierce,” I gasp. “What is going on? Why–why am I in here? What did they tell you?”

My voice breaks, but I can’t stop. “I didn’t do anything.”

Say something. Look at me. Just look at me.

are locked somewhere near the floor.

my cell. His throat works, his chest rising and falling like he’s trying to force the words

the bars until they burn “Please tell me what’s

lets out a long

“They found Grayson’s clothes.”

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My stomach lurches. “What?”

the woods.” His voice is hoarse, breaking apart. “Shredded. Covered in

shake my head, stepping back like I can physically shove the words

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that, you-” My heart is beating

Look at me.” My voice shudders. “You’re lying. Tell

at his sides. “I’m not,” he cuts

like wildfire in my chest. “You have to be. You have to be lying because Grayson doesn’t–Grayson doesn’t lose. He doesn’t

wouldn’t lie to me about this. Right?

voice rips out, rough and furious. “What the fuck did you do, Jess? Do you even understand what they’re

to it like it’s the only thing keeping

fury blazing across his

my palms slick with sweat. “Of course I’m worried about him! He’s not–he’s not dead! He

pacing like he might come apart right in front of me. “You’re not listening! Everyone’s looking for him, Jess. They’re hunting

Cold

his voice rising. “They found your messages. To Theo. You think I can explain that? You think I can stand up there and

my breath catching. “That’s not–no, that’s not what that was. I wasn’t–I

I did send those

why?” His jaw clenches, his nostrils flare. “They don’t give a shit what you were trying to do. You broke the law. You made contact with

next part. “Now they

shatters. “I would never

not just me who needs to

It’s the whole pack.

rattling them so hard the vibration

trial. You’re not getting a second chance. They want you dead

Execution.

going to kill

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