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GRAYSON

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“Do I have to ask about this one or keep my mouth shut about it?” Pierce raised an eyebrow, leaning casually against the tree. His smirk was infuriating, like he already knew the answer but just wanted to hear me say it.

I lazily licked my lips and shrugged, my mind already racing. *Cruel woman,* I thought, glancing back at the closed door. She’d messed with my head, my world, and now she was sleeping like nothing happened.

“Guess that’s my answer,” Pierce said, pushing off the tree. His eyes flicked to the door for a second, then back to me. ” I’m curious.”

“You’re always curious,” I shot back, my tone sharp but playful.

He shrugged, that damn smirk never wavering. “With a lot of things.”

I turned away, sauntering toward the shed like I didn’t have a care in the world. Inside, my head was spinning. Sleep? Yeah, right. None of us were getting any of that tonight.

Pierce followed and I knew he would. That piece of shit can’t keep his mouth.

“You know,” he started, voice low and irritatingly calm, “she’s got you wrapped around her little finger. It’s kind of pathetic.”

I froze, my hand tightening on the shed door handle. My stomach churned, but I kept my back to him, my voice steady. “Careful, Pierce. You’re pushing your luck.”

He chuckled, the sound grating. “Am I? Come on, Grayson. We’re in deep shit here. You’ve lost everything.”

I spun around, shoving him hard against the tree. His back hit the bark with a thud, but he didn’t flinch, his smirk still in place. My fingers curled into his collar, my voice a growl. “You sold your sister to Riot–”

“He did what?”

Fuck.

My eyes widened and there she is, holding her breath while looking at us. Shit. Shit. It’s not my intention but it’s done.

I push Pierce on the ground, looking at Jessica’s pained expression. She’ll know about it

anyway.

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the hell is wrong with you?” she hissed, her voice trembling

wolf inside me snarling, begging to finish what I’d started. Pierce groaned, trying to push himself up, but I stepped closer, my shadow falling over him like a

I growled, the words low and feral,

stepped between us, her hands pressing against my chest. “Grayson,

sold you

Riot appears holding some kind of metal which I don’t know where he got in

talk earlier

us

wrist and twisting until the bone gives

but

the metal pipe from one hand to the other. “Figured it out, didn’t you?” His voice is a low drawl, but

He screams, but I don’t let go. My knee digs into his chest, pinning him to the ground.

voice raw.

as she sobs. “Grayson, stop! You’re going to kill

steps closer, dragging the pipe along the ground. The screech sets my teeth on edge. “Want me to finish it?” he

shoves her

the weight solid

the pipe. “Last chance.

Beta.

mouth, Pierce

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I’ll be fucking betrayed by anyone but

That’s fucking right.

betrayed me.

How can he be

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wanna know?” he whispers, his voice

digs deeper into his skin. Behind me, Jessica’s voice cracks

wrong. He’s worth

eyes gleaming with anticipation. “What are you waiting for?” he asks, his voice dripping with mockery. “You gonna let him walk away after what he

answer. Instead, I swing the pipe in a wide arc, aiming to hit except I couldn’t.

can’t.

the air, trembling in my grip. Pierce’s smile widens, blood dripping from his split lip. “You can’t

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