His Trouble Maker

Chapter 149

JESSICA

“My hybrids?”

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Grayson didn’t blink. Just nodded. Jaw tight. And I knew what that meant. That jaw thing – he only does it when he’s close to snapping. When something doesn’t go the way he wants and he’s holding it in, holding me in.

“Yes.”

“I know about that!”

“Yes.”

Riot chuckles again, quiet and cruel, and I hiss, bratty, “Stop laughing, you’re not helping! What is it, Grayson?”

“You have to make a choice, Jess.”

“A choice?”

My heart is traitorous. Also my eyes. They weren’t supposed to stare at Grayson’s face but it did. I had the opening. A perfect opening to memorize his features.

If he’s going to ask me again if I’m confused between him and Riot, I’ll have my answer right away. Except, Grayson doesn’t really ask twice. In fact, he will never ask at all.

He’ll just look at me and wait for me to make my decisions. That’s what he always does. He takes care of me in his own ways but sometimes, I wish he would let me take care of him too.

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to block him out, but it’s useless. His presence is everywhere, pressing in on me, demanding an answer I’m not ready to give.

“Grayson,” I start, but he cuts me off.

“The other pack knows about your hybrids Jess and the other pack knows you’re still…in heat.”

“Stop,” I manage to say, but it comes out weak, like I don’t even believe it myself.

“Who do you belong to, Jess?” His voice is calm, but there’s a dangerous edge to it.

You.

Only you, Grayson.

“You’re still in heat, Jess. Your instincts are screaming, and you’re too damn stubborn to listen.”

“I’m not doing this again with you or anyone.”

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I know what they are going to tell me. I’m reeking and the others smell it and if I remain to not have

“Jess-”

“Even you Grayson!”

knots! Grayson attempted to reach

not over

Of everything.

in that dungeon fighting Theo out of my system and no one…no one will claim me

the last unclaimed bitch in heat in

submit, someone was going to

collar?” Riot rasped,holding me when I tried

“Let me go-!”

it was pathetic. Weak. My legs

that low nasty sound that

mouth along the shell of my

is tying

both wrists in one hand now. Pinning them behind me, arm arched up, body caged around

Grayson was silent.

Watching,

head, shame blooming under my

eyes weren’t calm

me go,” I snapped again, weaker

“Let her go, Riot.”

“Tss.”

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let go like he

peeled off my body, I gasped for breath, stumbling forward, chest heaving, thighs wet, shame slamming into me like a fist as I felt every set of eyes

still out there breathing me in like blood in

And then I turned.

And I hit him.

jaw, clean and hard, bone slamming into his face with everything I had left, and it still wasn’t enough because Riot just grinned when his lip split open, blood trailing down his chin like he

licking it slow, “that slick little cunt’s

I snarled, voice shaking from breath I didn’t have, “I’ll

not yours,” I snapped, voice shaking. “Not your bitch. Not

down my body like a tongue, slow and smug, pausing at the dark smear between my legs, nostrils flaring as his smirk curled wider. “No,” he said, low, dangerous, cock thick against his thigh, “but if no one claims you, you’re fair game, sweetheart.

His

little neck,” Riot growled, stepping closer, voice like heat down my spine, “before I

he was right, because I did, shaking, stomach clenched,

catch.

the heat behind me

Grayson didn’t touch me.