His Trouble Maker

Chapter 161

Chapter 161

Chapter 161

GRAYSON

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Every instinct in me is begging for blood. Rogues. Their stench is everywhere, crawling into my lungs. scratching at my wolf until he’s clawing against my skin. I should shift. I should tear through them, rip their throats wide, and let the forest drink what spills.

That’s who I am.

That’s who I’ve always been.

The beast that doesn’t hesitate.

But now… now there’s Jessica.

She’s in there, sleeping, breathing soft, the only sound in this rotten world that keeps me tethered. She has no idea how fragile it all is–how one wrong move could end her. The Alphas don’t want her here, the rogues would gut her for sport, and every choice I make is a damn coin toss between saving her and destroying her.

My pack is gone. Burned. Buried. Every life I should’ve protected, taken because I chose her. Because I couldn’t let her go. And I’d make the same choice again, even if it damns me.

But if these rogues scent her? If they know what I’m hiding?

They’ll rip her apart first.

And I’ll follow them straight into Hell just to drag them back out and make them beg for death.

The howl comes again, closer, taunting, and I swear my control fractures. My wolf doesn’t want patience. He doesn’t want reason. He wants slaughter.

And Goddess help me–so do I.

“What can I do for you, dear Roman?” Kade’s voice cuts through the night, smooth, calm, the kind of tone that makes enemies second–guess themselves. He’s standing in the open, welcoming rogues like a snake charming prey.

I’m crouched in the shadows, teeth bared, nails digging half–moons into my palms to keep from shifting, Hiding. Fucking hiding. Like some

Not my proudest moment.

instinct in me is screaming to leap, to shred, to show them who they’re

But I can’t.

They’ll smell Jessica

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wolf thrashes against my ribs, furious at my restraint. He doesn’t care about strategy, doesn’t care about Kade’s games. He

I want to lunge.

teeth in Roman’s throat, feel the crunch of his spine snap between my jaws. I want to paint the dirt

But I stay.

red, every muscle trembling with the

yellowed fangs. “Moon–blessed. Word is you’re hiding her.

laughed, snapping jaws, claws tearing dirt, daring

the cage of my body, claws bursting through my skin, jaw aching with the need to shift. Mine. The word roared through me, relentless, absolute. Mine to protect.

and sharp enough to cut. “Rumors. Nothing more. But keep sniffing at my borders, Roman, and I’ll scatter your teeth in the dirt for

raised, the promise of

muscles trembling with the effort to hold back. My wolf howled in my blood, clawing at me to lunge,

dumb with me, Kade. I know what I smelled.” His wolves stirred behind him, yellow eyes glowing, their hunger bleeding into the night air. “Not just any bitch. You’re hiding her.”

against my skin so

Fuck you, asshole,

say her name

But keep sniffing my borders, Roman, and I’ll scatter your teeth

crows.”

spilling into the air. The ground itself felt tight, trembling under the weight of too many claws ready

the wind. Every wolf within a hundred miles

soon.”

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