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.

days. And after that… there will be no running, no hiding, no pretending. She will be

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

second, the hunger spikes, my control fraying. She is

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 of his

Chapter 175

wolf of hers… she’s not yours to

don’t need him to remind me–the wolf knows, and I

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hallways blurred past me, every instinct alive, wolf snarling beneath my skin. Jack’s door came into view, and I didn’t even knock.

of sweat. My wolf growled low, claws flexing

“Jack?”

scratching his tone. Bathroom? Bad call.

alpha freezes mid–step, eyes widening, shoulders stiffening. Smugness bleeds

old habits

tss’s, mutters something to the other alpha, then vaults out of the room in a blur of

Jack barked, and without warning, I shoved him hard into the

echoed, Jack’s back hitting solid wood, his hands scrambling to push

darting, panic rising in the scent I

fucking warned you didn’t I?” I growled, pressing closer, nose brushing his,

second he stayed there, every heartbeat, was a

to pull himself

my pulse hammering. “Move, and I’ll show you exactly what

let him scramble for his clothes–but my eyes never left him. My wolf purred,

this little game of yours–sneaking around with other alphas–doesn’t disrupt the pack?” 1 growled, each word jagged, spitting like fire. “You’re

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

himself, but my eyes didn’t leave him. Every

throwing you out “I growled, an amber gaze dark, wolf purring

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