His Trouble Maker

Chapter 175

Chapter 175

GRAYSON

“Did you tell her?”

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Kade’s eyes are glued to his papers, flipping like the world doesn’t even exist. I sip my coffee, bitter, hot, eyes. on the frost creeping across the glass. Cold bites at my cheeks, but I’m too satisfied–too alive.

How the hell could I tell her when her wolf is restless, whining low, claws flexing in her chest? My pulse quickens. That damn wolf of hers… always trying to answer before she does.

“She’ll find out when she finds out,” Kade mutters.

I growl low, amber eyes snapping to him. “Don’t fucking tell her yet, Kade.”

He finally looks up, that smug smirk tugging at his lips. “But the full moon is in three days, Grayson. That’s your last chance of marking her.”

Three days.

Three goddamn days.

And she’s out there, so tantalizing, her wolf pressing against her ribs even as she looks calm, innocent–or pretending to be. Mine.

I have to control this. I have to make her mine on my terms, my rules.

It’s seriously making me insane–her losing control with her wolf. Something triggered it. Something dangerous, something that made her wolf snap like that. And I need to find out.

There’s no margin for mistakes. One misstep, and she–or I–pay the price.

Jessica doesn’t know it, but I’m already three moves ahead. Her hybrids are only the start–everything, every part of her, will be mine soon enough.

no hiding, no pretending. She will be mine, completely,

claim her–her body, her wolf, her defiance. Every inch of her will know that

my control fraying. She is mine–already–she just doesn’t know

the full moon rises… there will be no

that look

“What look?”

quickly put the mug down and told Kade a goodbye before I ran out

Chapter 175

Grayson. That wolf of hers… she’s not yours to snap at

me–the wolf knows, and I know, and

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skin. Jack’s door came into view, and I didn’t even knock. I yanked it open and slipped inside, closing

traces of sweat. My

“Jack?”

panic scratching his tone. Bathroom? Bad call. Wolf snarls. I stalk closer

stiffening. Smugness bleeds out of him like

with old habits again,

tss’s, mutters something to the other alpha, then vaults out of

barked, and without warning, I shoved him hard

his hands scrambling

rising

nose

there, every heartbeat,

gulped, body quivering, trying to pull

flexed like iron, my pulse hammering. “Move, and I’ll show you exactly what happens when you cross me,” I snarled low, teeth

and I let him scramble for his clothes–but my eyes never left him. My wolf purred, ready to claim, to punish, to

around with other alphas–doesn’t disrupt the pack?” 1 growled, each word jagged, spitting like fire. “You’re stepping on lines you don’t get to

pressing him against the wall again. “Every choice you make

waistband of his pants, trying to cover himself, but my eyes didn’t leave him. Every inch of him laid bare under my scrutiny–sweat, fear, arrogance still clinging like a

lucky I’m not throwing you out “I growled, an

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