His Trouble Maker

Chapter 185

Jessica

It wasn’t a dream, wasn’t it?

For no dream could hold me so tightly and surely. I think I’m going to lose my mind.

I can hear Grayson’s heartbeat, as my ears are on his heart and his lips are on my head.

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This man…this alpha, is now mine. I don’t think I have ever felt so happy. I tilt my face up, and his eyes find mine–dark, fierce, the same eyes that once scorned, once condemned, now blazing with something I scarcely dare name. “Are you happy?”

“I am.”

His hand slid lower against my back, guiding me through the circle as the rhythm of the pack rose like thunder. Around us, Alphas raised their cups, celebrating with us.

“No one can steal you from me now, Jess,” he murmured.

I tilted my head, pressing my brow to the hard cut of his jaw. “You’re so possessive, you know that?”

“Possessive?” His lips brushed my hair as he breathed me in. “No, little wolf. I’m territorial.”

I laughed softly against him, tilting my head so my lips ghosted the edge of his throat. “That’s the same, babe.”

“No,” he growled, though his mouth curved faintly against my temple. “Possession is wanting. Territory is war. And you…” His hand pressed firmer against the small of my back, guiding me in a slow turn. “…you are the land I would burn kingdoms for.”

Heat stole my breath, though the night air was cold and sharp. My fingers dared to trace the line of his collar, the edge where skin met fabric. “You say that now,” I whispered, eyes glinting up at him. “But tomorrow you’ll call me trouble again.”

“And you are. Trouble that stalks me, trouble that haunts me. Trouble I would bleed for, again and again.”

Fair.

We both laughed as though aware of how absurd we might sound. Yet if there is ever a night when we are permitted to be foolish, to be reckless, to care nothing for the weight of the world, it is this night.

He spun me then, a swift turn that made my skirts flare and the moonflowers in my hair tremble. When I fell back into his arms, his eyes alight with that cruel, impossible tenderness he never let the world see.

It was perfect. It was everything I had dreamed of. We were so bound, so lost, so utterly caught in that

moment when-

from the

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“W–what’s that?”

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stone as

carrying with

into mine, dark as fate itself. “Stay close

once, already nodding, as though he had read the command

fingers seized his arm.

“Jess-”

side. The sound swelled. Shit. It’s not

One word, law and vow, before he

moved before thought, skirts tangling, heart clawing out of my chest. I would have followed, gods, I

wrist. A silent shake of his head, grim and final. His

I choked. “I can’t let

after him, you’ll both die.

pounded like a war drum, drowning out the chaos outside the walls–the snarls, the sickening crunch of bone, the howl that split the night like

don’t care!” My voice cracked, breaking on the

think he doesn’t know

Grayson is out there fighting, and 1 hate the fact that I am not with him–but Jack is right. If I run to him, I’ll only become his

lids. “Where does he want

to the cellars. That’s his

wants me safe while he bleeds for

“I can’t leave him.”

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if I let you disobey

understand. I need to

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out of that place. My skirts snagged on overturned chairs, my shoes slipping on

step away from Grayson felt like my own ribs being torn apart. The bond screamed, stretching thin, hot, demanding I turn

fight me, Jess,” he snarled low, dragging me faster toward the stairwell. “If he knew I let you near that field,