Page 92 of Alpha Gray

I head over to join the other alphas while the recruits make their way off the field and into the barracks to hit the showers and grab dinner. I keep one eye on Fallon, watching as she hangs back, then heads toward the gate.

Jax picks up on her departure, too, following my gaze.

“Where’s she goin’?” he asks as Fallon strides past the gate, into the forest.

I dart him a warning glance, but my expression must give me away. A grin creeps across Jax’s face.

“Ahh, I get it,” he chuckles. “Go on, loverboy.”

I deliver a playful jab to his arm, a little harder than I intend to.

“Aren’t we going to debrief?” Brock asks, furrowing his brow. All business.

I heave a sigh, scrubbing a hand over my face. “Later?”

Brock doesn’t look pleased, but he nods.

I jog away from the other guys, rolling my eyes when I hear Theo making a whip cracking noise. Of all people, that guy doesn’t have a clue what it’s like to catch feelings for a female. He’s a notorious womanizer, smooth talking she-wolves into his bed and racking up one-night stands. There’s no way he could understand what I’m going through right now.

After I pass beyond the gate, I follow Fallon’s scent into the forest. She hasn’t made it far- she’s resting on a tree stump on the edge of the clearing where I found her practicing with Boyd last week. A twig snaps under my foot as I approach and Fallon springs to her feet, staring in my direction.

She doesn’t look like herself. The Fallon I know is fierce, formidable… but the girl standing in front of me looks like a spooked rabbit, her eyes wide, her shoulders tense.

I had every intention of getting right up in her space when I found her, kissing her senseless, but seeing her like this gives me pause.Did I do something wrong?The uncertainty is driving me mad.

“Hey baby,” I murmur, skidding to a stop front of her. I can’t help myself- I have to reach out, have to touch her. I scoop her face into my hands, tilting her head up to look at me. “What’s going on?”

Fallon shakes her head, my hands slipping from her face as she takes a step backwards. “Nothing. I’m just having an off day,” she grumbles.

I stare down at her, but she won’t look at me. “Did I do something wrong?” I finally ask.

She shakes her head again, but as I take a step toward her, she folds her arms over her chest protectively.

“Baby…” I breathe, sliding a finger under her chin and tipping her head up. “Talk to me.”

The look in her eyes confirms that something is definitely wrong. They’re glassy, like she’s fighting back tears- the look in her eyes fucking breaks me.

She must sense it, because she turns away, whipping around and putting her back to me. “Why don’t you save us both some trouble and stop pretending like you care,” Fallon mutters.

“What are you talking about?” I demand, spinning her back around to face me. She fights me as I do, pushing at my chest.

“That’s what you do, right? Hook up with girls, then toss them after the full moon?” Fallon narrows her eyes, venom in her tone.

I shake my head in disbelief, my eyes thrown wide. This was the last thing I expected. “What? No! Where did you get that?”

Fallon tries to push me away again, but I keep a hold on her shoulders. I’m not letting her go until she explains herself and I can fix this somehow.

“I had to hear it fromHannah, Gray,” she rasps. “Do you know how humiliating that is? To hear from her that I’m just another in a long line of girls to fall for your tricks.”

My temper flares at her accusation.

“Hannah? Are you fucking kidding me? Why would you believe a word she says?”

I scowl, dropping my hands from Fallon’s shoulders.

She looks a little bit surprised at my reaction, taken aback at how I raised my voice.

“Why would she lie about that?” Fallon asks, shaking her head in disbelief.

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