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JESSICA

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I wouldn't mind him getting mad at me. Or scowling at me. | wouldn’t even mind if Grayson is going to tie me

and punishfor being mad.

He can do everything, anything, and I will understand because that only means that he feels something.

| can take everything but not his silence.

Not when he’s like this, so close toyet he feels so far away.

My wolf purred.

She didn’t like how tense he was, how his body radiated anger even as he lay beside me, refusing to speak.

| could feel his wolf stirring beneath the surface, restless and simmering with

frustration.

| reached out and touched his arm, my fingers grazing the taut muscles. He didn’t pull away, but he didn’t

respond either. His silence was maddening.

“Grayson,” | whispered, my voice barely audible. “Are you sleeping? Can we talk more, please?”

He turned his head slightly, his eyes glowing faintly in the dark.

My wolf growled low in my chest, urgingto push harder, to break through his wall. She didn’t understand his

silence either. To her, it was a challenge, a threat to our bond.

To me, it’s a knife in my chest.

| shifted closer, my body pressing against his. “If you're mad, then be mad. But don’t shutout. | can’t take

it”

For a moment, | thought he’d finally speak. His jaw clenched, and his hand twitched like he wanted to reach for

me. But then he turned away again, burying

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his face in the pillow.

My wolf howled softly in frustration, echoing the ache in my chest.

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| couldn’t stand it anymore. | needed him to feel me, to know how much this silence was tearing us apart. My

hand shot out, grabbing his shoulder and forcing

him to face me.

“You're mad at me? Fine. But I'm not letting you go like this.” | leaned in, my lips brushing against his ear. “I

need you, Grayson. Right now.”

I'm crazy for this but I'm going to get what | want. He used to calla brat and guess what? | am exactly like

that.

His body stiffened under my touch, but I didn’t care. | was done playing nice. My fingers trailed down his chest,

nails lightly dragging across his skin, and | felt the sharp intake of his breath. “You think ignoringwill fix

this?” | whispered, my voice low and dangerous. “You're wrong.”

| climbed on top of him, pinning him down with my weight. His hands twitched at his sides, but he didn’t push

murmured, my teeth grazing his earlobe. “I'm not going anywhere, Grayson. And neither are you.”

| pulled back, staring into his stormy eyes. “Now, telleverything I did to hurt you.”

He smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “And why would | do that?”

“Because,” | said, my tone dripping with dark amusement, “I'm not letting you go until you're honest with me.

And we both know you hate lying to yourself almost as much as you hate lying to me.”

“Remember the part where you said you know that | am mad?”

Before he could react, | pushed him back onto the bed, straddling him with a wicked grin. My hands pinned his

wrists above his head, my nails digging in just enough to make him gasp. “Start talking.”

He threwa glare, and | knew the exact moment his patience snaps on me. . “You want the truth? Fine. You're

a selfish little *bitch* who only cares about

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“If I'm so selfish, then why did | fucking let those hybrid go, Grayson?”

My lips crashed onto his, brutal and claiming, and I bit down hard on his bottom lip. He hissed, but | didn’t stop.

| let my hands fall into his clothes and rip it off. Shit. | think I'm starting to like it here.

Grayson looks pissed but atleast he’s trying to cooperate here.

That's all | need.

| don’t want a cold bed tonight.

“You're a *filthy little slut*,” Grayson growled, his hands moving to my hips, pullingdown harder onto him.

“You let them go because you're ambitious. You always want power. You always want to be something that you're

not.”

“I do?”

| leaned in, my tongue sliding across his lips, tasting the bitterness of his anger. He groaned, his hands gripping

my hips like a vice. | bit down hard on his bottom lip, drawing blood. He hissed, but I didn’t stop. My tongue

plunged into his mouth, rough and demanding, our saliva mixing in a filthy, sloppy mess.

“Take off your shirt.”

My dear alpha is getting a little bit into this game.

Grayson'’s hand tangled in my hair, yanking my head back hard. His other hand slapped my cheek, but | didn't

flinch. Instead, | spit in his face, the saliva trailing down his cheek. He smirked, wiping it with the back of his

hand before smearing it across my lips. “Take it off.”

“No will do, alpha.”

Grayson smirked, his fingers tracing the hem of my shirt before yanking it up. My bare skin met the cool air, and

he didn’t waste a second. His mouth latched onto

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my collarbone, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. | gasped, arching into him as his hands roamed, pinching

my nipples with just enough pain to makewhimper.

“When | told you to do something...” Grayson pinched my nipples harder and | whined. “You're going to do it.”

“Mmmppph...Ah!” | moaned, my hands gripping his shoulders as he continued to toy with me, his mouth moving

down to have attention on my chest, his tongue swirling around one nipple while his fingers pinched the other.

“Grayson...please...”

“Please what?” he growled, biting down on my nipple, makingcry out. “Tellwhat you want, slut.”

“You...I want you...” | gasped, my body writhing beneath him.

“Then beg for it,” he demanded, his hand moving down to grip my thigh, squeezing hard. “Beg forto fuck

you.”

“Please...please fuck me, Grayson...I need you...” | whimpered, my hands clawing at his back as he shifted, his

body pressing against mine.

“I thought you were trying to play games with me,” he taunted, his reaching something into the cabinet. “Not

really that committed, huh?”

Did | dig my own grave?

Grayson moved to tie my wrists above my head and I'm fucking done.

I'm so stupid.

He took his time, making sure the knots were tight but not painful.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded.

| hesitated for a moment, but the look in his eyes madeobey. He grabbed my ankles, pulling them up and

tying them to the sknot as my wrists, leavingcompletely exposed and vulnerable. His hands trailed

down my body, teasingas he leaned in close. “Now, let's see if you can handlemad.”

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His fingers brushed against my inner thigh, sending a shiver up my spine. | bit my lip, trying to keep my

composure, but it was impossible. He smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing. His fingers dipped lower,

pushing insideslowly, makinggasp. He watched every reaction, every twitch of my body.

“Taste yourself,” he said, pulling his fingers out and pressing them against my lips. | hesitated, but the intensity

in his eyes madeopen my mouth. He slid his fingers in, and | could taste the saltiness mixed with something

uniquely me. He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “Good girl.”

His hands moved back to where his fingers had just been, pushing in deeper this time. My back arched as

pleasure shot through me. He didn’t stop, didn’t slow down. He was relentless, and | couldn't help but let out a

moan.

“You want to know everything you did to hurt me?” he asked, his voice rough against my ear.

“Yes,” | gasped, my body trembling with need.

He push another finger and I'm a sobbing mess. “It’s you, Jess. You're everything that hurt me.”

He didn’t wait forto catch my breath. His hand cdown hard, the slap echoing in the room as it landed on

my cunt. | cried out, my body jerking against the restraints. “I loved you so much it fucking destroy me.”

His palm was rough, the sting of it making my thighs clench. He did it again, harder this time, and | whimpered,

my eyes squeezing shut. “Open your eyes,” he demanded, his fingers digging into my hips. | did as he said,

meeting his dark gaze. “Good girl,” he muttered, his hand sliding down to my entrance. He pushed two fingers in

without warning, fuckingwith a brutal rhythm that hadwrithing. “But I love you so much I'm fucking okay

with it too.”

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