His Trouble Maker

Chapter 171

Chapter 171

GRAYSON

“Where is she?”

Fucking hell.

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I only took my gaze off her for a second–just to make sure we weren’t being swarmed by rogues–and now she’s gone.

Jack’s smirk tells me everything. He knows. He’s taunting me.

I grab Jack by the collar as soon as her scent reaches my nose. “Where. The. Fuck. Is she?”

“I can smell her on you,” I growl, pressing closer, claws digging into the leather of his jacket. “One word, and I

swear-”

Jack tilts his head, amusement dripping from his every move. “Relax, Grayson. You might want to save some of that fury for when you actually catch her.”

“Catch her?”

The asshole nodded. Cracking the tension on his neck as he pointed at the direction of the woods. Damn it.

She run away from me.”

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“What did you tell her?”

“Nothing.”

I push him hard, almost having visions of ripping his neck. “Are you fucking sure?”

“Positive. But you might want to hurry. She’s fast when she wants to be.”

My wolf claws at my chest, screaming. Fast. Defiant. Mine. Without another word, I tear through the mud, the rain, the storm, chasing her scent.

Why would she run away? And why now? Kade and I discovered anomalies in our perimeter, and I have to check twice if we’re being invaded. But fuck it–there’s only one priority now. Her. My Luna.

I pivot, dodging a fallen log, claws scraping bark, teeth bared. The storm lashes at my back, but my wolf doesn’t care. It only wants her. Wants to tear through the distance, tear her out of the rain–soaked trees, and claim her completely.

sprinting, muscles screaming,

it. She always hears me. And I know

What the fuck.

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breath as I run in pieces just to be whole again. And

Her scent.

nose to the wind, scent hitting

Mine. Mine. Mine.

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cuts through the storm and I fucking recognize it.

little brat,” I growl, voice low, dangerous, feral. “You think you can

my fur. Rain soaks me to

I can smell her.

There.

Ahead.

movement, tail whipping,

to let her know she’s

but whatever it is she carries–fire,

closer, heart hammering, senses screaming. “Hey,” I

us, but I’m the only thing she’s hearing, feeling, sensing. “It’s okay. I won’t harm

she not

the wind carry my scent straight to

fangs glinting

teeth bared.

through too much, fought too hard to trust anyone. What had happened to her made her different. She’s

alright…I won’t hurt

a long, raw howl. “It’s okay baby. It’s me. You don’t have

distance, to claim her, to drown in the raw fire of her defiance–but I

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with hers, letting

don’t care. The storm outside is nothing compared to

can do this. I will

a purr before she drops to the mud, fur slick, body trembling, but calm in her own feral way. Tail curling around her, eyes still locked on mine, she lays there, vulnerable yet wild,

a little closer until my hands are on her tracing the curve of her flanks, feeling the slick heat of

the tip of her ear. Her body trembles under

over her, letting her know this is mine. My wolf hums beneath the surface, approving, echoing the hunger

can’t resist.