His Trouble Maker
Chapter 134
Chapter 134
Chapter 134
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Stupid fucking me for thinking Theo ever meant a word he bled.
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I fucking bark when he touches me–low, wet, rabid. It tears straight out of me before I can cage it. I want to bite my tongue off for letting it loose. I want to tear my own fucking throat out before he hears me beg. But my knees are jelly, my arms are jelly, my mouth his.
How can I get out of this place?
Fuck it.
“You still think I’d fucking share you?” he growls into my jaw, tongue catching my pulse. “After all I’ve bled, torn, broken–to make you mine?”
What?
I barely breathe before he jerks me sideways again, shoulder slamming concrete. The hallway is rotted metal and piss stink and I’m barefoot and moving too fast, knees skidding every time he yanks. My arm’s half- dislocated in his grip, but I won’t give him the scream. I won’t.
He’s been dragging me for a minute now. Not saying where. Not slowing. Just breathing harder, like every step closer to wherever he’s taking me is getting him off. My heels slip on rust. My hair catches on a jag of wire hanging from a pipe. There’s blood in my mouth again and I don’t know if it’s new or old.
Where are we? What is this place?
My knees knock metal. A scream tries to crawl up my throat but it dies the second I see what’s waiting–rows. Bars. And then my eyes widened when I saw what’s happening in front of me.
“What is this?” I choke out, but he doesn’t answer. His breathing’s ragged, like he’s feeding off the chaos.
He yanks me closer, and I stumble. My wrist burns where he holds it.
“Theo,” I hissed, but he didn’t stop. His free hand fists my hair, pulling my head back. “Look,” he growls.
I try to fight, but my body betrays me. My heart hammers, and my skin prickles. It’s wrong. It’s so wrong. But I can’t look away.
forward. My palms hit the bars. The cold
to see,” he says, voice
want to. But my eyes shift anyway. There’s movement. A shape. Then
catches.
My fucking moon goddess!
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I’m scared of–dark places, deep growls, the sound of jaws popping out of joint just before the scream. But this–this isn’t fear.
into it like a fucking priest. One hand around my throat now, just firm enough to remind me I breathe when he allows it. The other cranked in
kennel soaked in blood, shift–sweat, and feral heat. It’s wet. Loud. Breathing. The floor vibrates with groans–too human to be animal, too
then I see
writhing, caught mid–shift, bones bulging under skin, claws half–forged,
herself against the bars, shrieking. Veins black, face cracked with dried blood, eyes glowing blind. Her scream
one begged me to stop. Until she begged me
The next is worse.
are gone. Torn off? Or never formed right? His belly pulses like something’s still inside
who carried the pups out first during the
cry now. You’re the one who made me like
rips the air. Scraping metal. Then a snap.
it, but Theo grabs my jaw, forces me back. “Eyes forward, pretty girl. I want you to see
miracles.”
Spinal cord twisted, legs bending the wrong way, arms long, fingers clawed and wet. His mouth can’t close. His face peeled into
One black–veined
It’s Logan.
No! No! No!
hit concrete. I try to crawl, but Theo jerks me up, presses
grinding his cock against my spine. “They all still know you. Even like this. Especially like
and slow.
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