His Trouble Maker

Chapter 193

JESSICA

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The days that follow are a blur for me. Grayson keeps asking, never stopping, never letting me breathe. What I’m thinking. What I’m hiding. What I want. And most of all–what the Triad wants. His words chase me everywhere, sinking into me even when he’s not in the room. I try to shut him out, but Grayson isn’t the kind of man you can silence.

The truth is, I don’t have the answers he’s looking for.Because how could I tell him what the Triad said? That Grayson’s end goal isn’t love, or loyalty.

It’s to breed me.

To turn me into nothing more than a means to an end.

I want to believe they’re wrong. I want to believe he’s different. But the more I hold it inside, the heavier it becomes.

Theo and Riot want the same thing, so how sure am I that Grayson is any different?

My wolf doesn’t hesitate–He’s our mate!-she snaps, fierce and unshaken. I roll my eyes at her certainty, unwilling to be pulled into the same trap.

“Shut up and let’s try to shift again, please.”

She doesn’t like being dismissed, not when she thinks she’s right. But I can’t let her stubborn faith in Grayson drown out the chaos the Triad has already planted inside me.

Shifting is the only thing I can control right now,and I’ve been practicing.

We’ve done it four times already! she snaps, her voice sharp and impatient. Plus, I want Grayson!

Of course she does. She always wants him–wants the bond, the heat, the surrender.

“He’s out,” I mutter, more to myself than to her. “Probably whoring around, as usual.”

Liar. I can smell him.

I freeze, because she’s right.

“Whoring around?”

I whirl around, and there he is. Grayson. His face is shadowed, streaked with dirt and blood, a fresh cut dragging down his cheek, another along his jaw.

“Hello, Jess.”

“You look like hell,” I say. “Guess the whorehouse doesn’t pamper you the way you

like.”

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“Watch me try.”

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digging for purchase. He squeezes harder but

hold fast. His growl shakes the air; my

“Why?”

swings, knocking me

hands wrap around my wrists, slamming them above my

her! Why the

snapped, chest heaving, eyes blazing.“I saw you

saw what exactly,

“Let go of me!”

just enough to release me. Both of

Grayson asked, helping me get out of the water. “I literally buried my whole pack

for you, and you’re still fighting

water toward him. “I’m not doubting you! I’m fighting you because you’re controlling me, you lied to me and

“Jessica.”

I could have waited, listened, and asked for an explanation. But

him across the face before spinning on my heel and running back inside

I reached the doorway,

Visitors.

locked on mine, and for the first time since the fight, neither of

“Bad timing?”

Triad.

not make out the words; my blood roared in my ears. Grayson held my hand

yourself. I’ll handle

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Why are they here?

A

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a minute, but the moment I slipped on a fresh shirt, I found myself disobeying Grayson

In one swift motion, he shoved the man in his way

problem, Westwood.

“Get out.”

Grayson knew about the Triad lurking around me. He manages to keep me on

want to talk

“Jessica!”

for

not stop me. I could hear him growling behind as I sat on the couch and watch the

crawling on his

and I realized will I be

“Alone, please.”

pleaded. Do

push, but the truth? He controlled everything I