His Trouble Maker

Chapter 159

Chapter 159

Chapter 159

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There’s a total of 12 alphas in this pack village. Grayson’s been their alpha since the start. That’s also 12 packs that are being protected by them. Children, women and warriors. It’s enough to offer protection for us and start to hunt the hybrids and bring them down.

But, that also means a 12 village pack that will be put at risk just to save some life.

Am I selfish?

No.

All my life, I’ve devoted it to being a warrior. That made me tough and cold but never heartless. I want to be a warrior to not just be strong but also to protect our village.

Grayson’s always been the same way, but tonight, he went too far.

Is he really willing to sacrifice that much just for me?

The moon’s rising, full and heavy, and the wolf in me stirs, restless. I can’t show weakness, not now.

After my talk with Jack, I have these thoughts. If I run away now, then I’ll stop whatever Grayson plan is but that also means I’ll be forever severing our bond and he’ll probably never forgive me.

If I run away right now, I’ll save his soul by sacrificing so many wolves for me.

The moonlight cuts through the trees, casting long shadows that seem to claw at the ground. My thoughts are a tangled mess, like the roots beneath my feet. Grayson’s always been the alpha, the leader, the protector. But tonight, he crossed a line.

His wolf was too close to the surface, too raw, too dangerous. I can still feel the heat of his anger radiating off him, like a bonfire about to consume everything in its path.

My fingers twitch, itching to reach out, to calm him, but I know better. He’s not just my alpha–he’s my anchor, my other half. And right now, he’s teetering on the edge of something I can’t pull him back from.

If I leave, I save him. But if I stay, I’m asking him to burn down everything he’s built for me. The pack, the villages, the lives–they’re all in his hands.

My wolf is restless, pacing inside me, torn between loyalty and survival. I don’t know what’s right anymore. All I know is, if I let him do this, there’s no going back. And I’m not sure I can live with that

“Hey, here you are,” Grayson’s words pull me back into my reality.

He’s standing a few feet away, his hands stuffed in his pockets, like he’s holding himself back.

“Yeah,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “Just needed some air.”

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Chapter 159

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searching mine. Then, without warning, he closes the distance between us, his arms wrapping

into my hair, his voice trembling. “I

my fingers tangling in the fabric of his shirt. “I’m right here, Gray. I’m not

just enough to look at me, his eyes dark

toes to press a quick kiss

my neck as he deepens the kiss, slow and achingly sweet. When we finally break apart, I’m

back

always unravels me. “Done? Not even close. But you’re way more

again. I can feel the warmth of his body, the way his breath hitches just slightly when

clingy today,” I tease, tipping my head back to look at

murmurs, his lips brushing my forehead. “You’re

me, and he nuzzles into my neck, leaving soft kisses along my skin.

but it comes out

mumbles, not

to be

intense, and I feel that familiar pull

to distract me,” I say, but

asks, his

my hands gripping his shoulders for support.

his hands move higher, exploring, teasing. I can’t think straight, my mind foggy with

my voice

back, his eyes locking on mine. “Look at

пипе.

wall. My breath hitches

cool air hit my skin, and then his mouth is on my neck,

want you, Jess,” he growls, his voice

fingers inside of me and began to slowly work me up. My back arches, and I bite my lip to

his name

the wall. His hands grip my wrists, holding them in place above my head. “Stay still,” he mutters, his breath hot

his hardness pressing against

forcing my head back. “I wanna hear you,” he demands, his voice

longer. His fingers curl inside me, hitting that spot that makes my legs shake. “That’s it,” he mutters, his breath hot against my skin.

whimper at the sudden emptiness. But before I can protest, he’s

my hands tangled in his hair as he licks and teases me, his mouth working me

beg, my voice

me, his eyes

unable to speak, my

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