His Trouble Maker

Chapter 171

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, teeth

She always hears me. And I know she’s

What the fuck.

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losing my breath as I run in pieces just

Her scent.

scent hitting me full force.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

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and I fucking recognize it. Jessica

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

whip my face. Mud clings to my fur. Rain soaks me to

I can smell her.

There.

Ahead.

movement, tail whipping, fur slicked with rain.

slow, just enough to let her know she’s

its own way, but whatever it is she carries–fire, defiance, danger–it

heart hammering, senses screaming. “Hey,” I growl, curling my fingers, gesturing her

but I’m the only thing she’s hearing, feeling, sensing.

not recognize

her slowly, letting the wind carry my scent

rain, spine arched, fangs glinting as she matches my movements,

teeth bared.

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

alright…I won’t hurt

raw howl. “It’s okay baby. It’s me.

instinct screams to close the distance, to claim her, to drown in the raw

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my gaze lock with hers, letting her feel it. I am

but I don’t care. The storm outside is nothing compared to the storm inside

will

out a purr before she drops to the mud, fur slick, body trembling, but calm in her own feral way. Tail curling around her,

curve of her flanks, feeling the slick heat

jaw, teasing the tip of her ear. Her body trembles under my touch, tail flicking, claws digging lightly into the mud–but she stays, eyes

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

can’t resist.

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