Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

and forth challengingly.

As soon as the doors ping she presses herself to the doors and is but the moment they open enough for her to squeeze out Her ass knocks him forward hard enough to make him fall to his knees. She spins around and crouches forward excitedly wagging her tail back -What are you doing?- I ask her, alarmed.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"Oh, I see," he grins. He cranks his head to the left before shifting again. "You want to play."

-Run. Run, Crys-1 shout in my head.

Stupid wolf takes it as a challenge and charges forward to nip at his ankles. When he reaches for her she jumps over him taking off in a sprint. She takes the turn off the corridor at full speed and then pushes off the wall just as the beast slams into in. She stops and I scream at her to move, but she rolls down on the floor just as the King jumps over us. She jumps up and takes off the way we came with him still hot on our tail.

-Dead end. Dead end!- I shout as she sprints with everything she got. It takes me a single moment to figure out what she's about to do. -No. No. No. Don't you fucking dare! She's going to attack. Get out of the way!-

Her four paws hit the wall and she kicks off with all her strength, mouth open, and claws spread for a full attack. The King laughs as he snatches us up. His arms come around her body tightly. Suddenly we're on our back. Crystal recovers faster than I do and starts growling and thrashing around trying to hurt him.

-Enough!-

I scream until she cries out and tries to shuffle away from him. He releases us and she immediately scrambles to get on her feet. As soon as we're right again I push her to shift back and the feral bitch makes it as painful as possible. My muscles ache as I sit up trying to catch my breath.

I didn't know she was this far along, I choke out. Im sorry. That won't happen again,"

"What do you mean? Far along with what?"

"She's going feral," I remind him as I push my hair back. "She's been quiet these past few weeks. I thought she was giving me room to adjust, but she was just biding her time,

"How long do we have before she fully gives in?"

"I don't know," I shake my head. Tll wear the collar. It should keep her at bay until I can get her under control, when he reaches for me she pushes against my chest. I growl at her. "That's enough. Stop, Crys,"

The King lifts me. She finally listens and stops. He takes me to my room and sets me on the bed. I stand and go to the bathroom. I wash up and change into some pajamas. He's sitting on the bed when I emerge clean and a little more clear-minded.

"How have you been able to hide what you are this long?" he asks "Does Jacob know?"

"Jake knows not to ask where things come from," I shrug.

home, "I'm not a beta-rank wolf, Pernicious," he growls. When he looks up at me his eyes are pitch black. "For however long this is going to last, you are bound to me. I think I deserve to know what it is I've taken into my

"That didn't seem to matter when you bought me,"

"I purchased you with fucking pocket change," he shouts.

"I'm still very upset about that I climb onto the bed and get

under the covers. Chapter 74

"Perry-" he goes around and sits next to the nightstand with my urn on it. He takes a piece of chalk and then the urn. I tense up wanting to snatch it back but I just watch him draw. "The first wolf I mated was young. A rogue. No one really missed her. She did what she was told.

"Why are you telling me that?"

*All of them have been that way and then there's you," he sighs. From the start. The way you were sent for. How you were brought in kicking and screaming. You submitted so willingly. Without a single tear. Without any regard for your own well-being. All you asked for was a name for the only person who gives a fuck about you to be protected,"

"Is there a point to this?"

"You painted this perfect image for us," he scoffs. "Everything seemed to be going great and now suddenly there's a real threat and you're the fucking middle man,"

1 lay back and work over his words in my head.

"I made you a promise."

"I don't fucking care," he tosses the chalk piece on the nightstand and places the urn back before he stands to pull the bedspread back and climbs into the bed next to me. "It doesn't look good for you, Little Wolf. I trusted you with a whole lot more than this mark," he places his hand over his chest. My body lights up for him as he gently massages his fingers over it "Everything in my body is screaming at me. I should kill you,"

Close to coming. The bond between us is "Fuck," I shiver as he presses down on his mark. Without even touching me I'm so in full effect. I reach for my neck needing relief but he stops me. My eyes snap to his

Tell me you belong to me. Lie to me some more," he growls.

"You're the only person I've never lied to, I say, truthfully. "I'm going to keep telling you the truth. I will never belong to you, Jonas. I will always belong to him. What you own is what's left. The body and life that was built for him. That's what belongs to you,

He stares at me for a moment and then pulls away. That was a terrible thing to say to him. It's just as bad as him saying he doesn't trust me. It's as bad as me not giving a fuck about the wolves that are probably going to be executed publicly. As soon as he's out the do I reach for my urn and turn to see what he did to it. Staring back at me are the eyes that have haunted me for the past five years. He drew Darren's face on it with chalk as if from a memory.

Regret floods through me. How very little have I thought about anything other than the task at hand? Things have been moving so smoothly that I've forgotten what it is to be a wolf. Jonas and I have been mated for months now. The bond is the strongest in that first year after being marked. Not only is he feeling me the way I feel him, but he's probably seeing some of my dreams.

It's a different kind of trust, but I know enough about him to recognize that his allowing me into everything that he has is his way of trusting me as best as he can. I stare at the image he drew on the urn and growl at myself.

"I hate when you look at me like that," I growl at the drawing. I rip the blankets away and stand. The King is brushing his teeth when I finally break into his room.

"Locked usually means fuck off, Perry," he growls when he steps out of the bathroom and finds me lying in his bed.

"I don't understand why me saying it out loud makes a difference. You know already. You see it in your dreams,"

"What do you know of my dreams?" he scoffs and gets in the bed

Lycan King, the last thing I need is for you to start getting possessive," I turn to face him. "Yeah, I'm a cyber-terrorist who has done some fucked up shit. I burn every bridge I build because of my fear of abandonment. Not just the mate thing, but my parents. I gave my soul to a man that died before he could give it back. I will never be more than that. But I swear on Jacob's life that I will never lie to you. I promised to give you what you need to become king, at any cost. Even my life. That