His Trouble Maker

Chapter 190

JESSICA

“Grayson.”

He barely spared me a glance before walking away. Oh, so that’s how he wanted to play it? Fine. Two can play. No. I play better.

I peeled off my clothes, letting them hit the floor. “Still ignoring me?”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” he muttered, leaning on the door with that brooding look.

I arched my brow. “Says the one who told me to work on my communication skills.”

“Undressing isn’t communication.”

“Fine. Then let’s talk. In the shower.”

His lips twitched, almost impressed, before he yanked his shirt over his head and slammed me against the bathroom wall. See? Not exactly what I had in mind. But if I want answers, I need him here, close, distracted.

Grayson’s mouth found my neck, rough and hungry. Heat shot down my spine, but I forced myself to smirk instead of melt. Focus, Jessica. He’s giving you exactly what you need – his guard down.

I slid my fingers into his hair, tugging just hard enough to make him growl. “What is happening to me?”

“This… pull. This bond. Don’t play dumb with me, Grayson. You feel it too.”

His hands flexed at my hips, the slightest hesitation breaking through his control.

“You marked me and now I can’t disobey you?” I didn’t want to think about what other games he might be trying to play, but if he had, he wasn’t going to get the satisfaction. “Start talking, Grayson.”

“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Really? Because it feels like you do.”

He growled, lips grazing my jaw. “Stop spinning this into a game, Jessica.”

I tugged at his hair again, stopping him from devouring me. “WHAT. DID. YOU. DO. GRAYSON?”

“Stop fighting me.”

I laughed, sharp. “Or what? Bite me?”

The bond flared like fire, ripping through my veins, scorching, twisting. My knees nearly buckled. I hissed, claws scratching the tile.

“You’re mine,” he said, voice low, dangerous. His hands pressed my hips, pinning me, pulling me flush against

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hold onto

again, sharper, crueler. My pulse spiked, wolf screaming in protest, body betraying my defiance as the bond yanked me

vision, hot and unwelcome, but I gritted my

crouches in front of me and takes my jaw into his hands. “You are an omega bonded to

“No.”

His thumb brushed away the tear at my cheek like it

wasn’t a laugh. “So I’m supposed to just…

His

it. You learn to anchor it, to

show me,” I said, cool

“I won’t teach you,”

“What-” I started.

he snapped. “Begging

fell to the floor when Grayson let

“Grayson!” I screamed.

hated him, the more it burned inside me. No one warned me about this. I choked on a sob,

move. Didn’t even glance down. The cruel, perfect control in his stillness made my chest tighten,

all an act? A trap to own me, to

and I was tethered, no

knew this would happen to

hit harder

you used me,” I whispered, voice cracking. “All this….

finally met my gaze, unreadable, cold. “I love you.

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he turned. Just like that. Walked away, leaving me trembling, burning, and tethered by the bond that pulled at my veins like a leash. Hours later, I

the house, but the moment I moved, fire lanced through my veins.

the room. Grayson is making me mad. He thought he’s

He leaned in the doorway as if nothing

“Going somewhere?”

his face.

mess, picking up my discarded

you

snapped. The bond pulsed faintly, tugging at me, reminding