His Trouble Maker

Chapter 176

Chapter 176

GRAYSON

“You’re not going to kill me, aren’t you?”

Stupid Jack.

Sometimes, I wonder why his pack has chosen him to be their alpha.

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It’s fucking scorching, and I might as well melt under this bastard sun. Sweat drips down my spine, sticking my shirt to my skin, and every step kicks up more dust than I care to breathe.

Jack’s ahead of me, shoulders tense, jaw tight, pretending he’s not feeling the heat. He’s good at pretending always has been. Doesn’t make me want to kill him any less.

“Not gonna kill me, huh?” he throws over his shoulder, voice casual, baiting me.

I snort and grab the back of his neck, squeezing until I feel the tremor in his pulse. “Keep talking. See what happens.

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He stumbles when I shove him forward, boots crunching on dry earth.

“Where are we going anyway?”

“You’ll see.”

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The rogues are a mess. Starved, broken, wild. A dozen cages lined up like some kind of execution ground, shadows slicing across rusted bars. One hybrid throws itself against the steel, frothing at the mouth, claws leaving bloody streaks. Another crouches in the corner, ribs sharp under mangy fur, its eyes glowing like coals in a pit.

Jack slows. Instinct. His wolf knows what this place is.

“Relax,” I say, voice flat, cold. “They’re chained. For now.”

He shoots me a look over his shoulder, lips curling back from his teeth. “You enjoying this?”

I grin, slow and sharp, like I’ve got all the time in the world to break him. “You have no idea.”

I walk past him, claws sliding free, just because I know it’ll piss him off. The rogues rattle the bars as I move, the smell of fear and fury thick in the air, coating my tongue like copper.

I slam my fist into the nearest cage, iron groaning under the hit. The wolf inside shrieks, ears flat, tail tucked. Jack flinches, a tiny twitch of muscle I almost miss.

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is what happens,” I say, voice carrying over the snarls. “Why did you

huffs a laugh, bitter. “Because you’re

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his collar as I slam him against a rusted

“Stronger?”

handle it,” he bites back, lips curling, breathing hot between us. “She’s not some

her because she’s mine. And because this filthy thing ruined her-” I slam him harder, the

his skin, but he doesn’t push me off. I

Yes, Logan.

there is an improvement with him. We’ve

status.

healers down here, make them comb through blood and bone for answers, anything that’ll stop this sickness

nothing but

there’s no cure, no fix, then all I can do is end them. Put them down like rabid dogs before they rip through what’s left

in these cages used to wear my crest, used to fight beside

hybrids twisted into

I

hand to the bars, and Logan lifts his head. His eyes aren’t gold anymore, not the bright shade I remember.

The sound of my name on his cracked

my knees grind into the dirt, close enough to taste the rot on his breath, close enough to see his jaw trembling

off the bars. “Talk to me. Don’t

say a word. Smart. One word from him right now and I’ll

“Logan!”

me for a long time, unblinking, wolf and man both gone from those eyes. And then, slowly, he laughs again, a horrible, broken sound that echoes through the clearing.

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dripping rot and madness. He tilts his head

worse. So much worse than the last time I saw

jerks, a strangled yelp tearing out of

“Kill me! Kill me!”

his name, but