His Trouble Maker
Chapter 142
Chapter 142
JESSICA
“Let him go!”
64
55 vouchers
I scream, spit flying, heart ramming my ribs as Theo’s claws dig deeper–wet, squelching, bone–close. Riot gurgles. Blood spills down his neck in sick pulses.
“Uh–uh.” Theo doesn’t look at me. Just bares more fang, talons grinding into Riot’s jugular. “Stay there if you want him to live.”
I freeze.
Every nerve is screaming for me to move but he has him. One twitch, one breath, one wrong word, and Riot’s
gone.
“Theo-” My voice breaks. “Please. Don’t.”
He turns his head, slow as death. That molten stare sinks into mine–feral, starving, already dragging me under.
“Why did you come back,” Riot croaks, blood coating his teeth. “You were supposed to run.”
I can’t answer. I can’t move.
Theo growls low, dark, as if he’s savoring the way Riot spits that pain, like it’s proof I’m his.
“Because she wanted to watch,” Theo says, claws dragging up Riot’s neck. “Didn’t you, omega?”
Riot snarls. It’s broken, a wet sound in his throat. Blood drips. His boots scrape against the stone as he tries to rise-
“What the fuck are you doing, Jess?! I told you to run!”
“And what?” My voice cracks out sharp, shaking, feral. “Let him kill you?”
“Let me die like a wolf!” Riot snaps.
“You’re not dying for me,” I spit. My voice is shaking but full. Fire under it. Shame too. But I hold it.
Theo chuckles low. “Listen to her.” He jerks Riot back by the neck, claws pressed into the tendon. Riot hisses. “She’s not running anymore.”
I step forward.
I feel the heat crawl down my spine, the shift licking at my bones like it wants out. My wolf’s pacing. Growling, Watching both of them bleed for me.
your fucking hands off him,” I
9:36 Thu, Sep 4
Chapter 142
64
55 vouchers
heat now. My scent. My stupid, wolfish, fucked–up bond that keeps pulling me toward him like I was
But I don’t drop.
my feet are
like he’s got all the
Maybe both. “You’re the one who came crawling back, Jess. You brought your scent into
He grins.
fun?” His voice drops, soft, cruel. “Letting our pack off leash? Letting them taste what you
clenches. “You don’t
still grips Riot, claws buried
a pack
I spit it like venom, stepping forward now, heat snapping in my gut. “You’re sick,
jerk Riot
My wolf
when they catch
no point saving Theo
this is always his main goal. He wanted to own the pack before when he offered to join his coup against Grayson’s
have done it for him but we all played in his
Raw. Stupid. He launches at Theo from the floor, a half–shifted mess of ribs and fury, arms still trembling from blood loss, eyes wild. He slams into
panic. I’m moving
9:36 Thu, Sep 4
Chapter 142
you
64
55 vouchers
deeper, broken with shift. My bones scream. My body’s
hit the stone. Palms split open. Fingers stretch long and snap back, claws punching through skin like knives through wet paper. My spine jerks–pop–pop–pop–as the wolf rips its
Theo’s already turning.
He lunges.
Fast. Too fast.
him up by the
chest heaving, eyes glowing white. “Try me and watch him die
in and I’m airborne–half–shifted, snapping, seething. My claws catch Theo’s side and rip. Flesh
spinning, tossing Riot away like a ragdoll into the wall.
“RIOT!”
to the ground–teeth, elbows, fur. He’s
against the floor. His claws dig into my shoulder, holding me
he hisses. “You could’ve ruled
Read His Trouble Maker Chapter 142 TODAY
The novel His Trouble Maker has been updated Chapter 142 with many unexpected details, removing many love knots for the male and female lead. In addition, the author Novelxo is very talented in making the situation extremely different. Let's follow the Chapter 142 of the His Trouble Maker HERE.
Keywords are searched:
Novel His Trouble Maker Chapter 142
Novel His Trouble Maker by Novelxo