Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)



Jonas

"Specific to breed?"

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"And does their partner know this is their child?"

Why would that be an issue?" ask

"Inbreeding." she snorts. "What if someday you fall in love with someone and all along boom, that was your sister? Or worse, your mom"

"I don't know how that works. I never tried it, but I am sure there are- you know every time I reveal something cool about my culture you tear it apart with your smug f***g mouth." I grip her chin..

"It's not my fault your culture is f****ything stashed in your rooms. You're females are f***d in the head trying to kill anyone that goes near when you clearly don't want any of them. Who does that?"

"It's part of the tradition. I can hold off my ruts now, but in some twenty-odd years, if I'm not mated I can do that. A female would kill to let me f**k a baby into her during a blood moon. It's a sure thing. Imagine being nothing and then boom set for life with the king's son."

"Oh, s***" she steps back. "What's a rut like a male version of a heat?"

“Exactly, I have monthly ones as well. You took care of it when we mated,"

"If it's a sure

it's a sure thing why would you do that?"

“It's a sure thing with a female in her Lycan form under the sway of the blood moon. I told you female bodies change. You can't take a female who hasn't fully matured into her full Lycan form. She'd die. It's why the female population is so low for

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"At what age does a female fully mature?"

"It all depends on the female. Some are ready right after they shift for the first time. Some of them take decades. I'm not exactly sure how it works. It's kind of like a power-up. I didn't have my first rut until after 1 marked my mate. Because my body changes, my mate's body changes with me. Kind of like a trigger.

"It's special for us to find our fated mates. We're biologically compatible in every way. My parents mated when they were in their late twenties and even with the mark, my mother wasn't able to assist my father in his ruts until she was almost fifty. He had to be sedated,"

"Huh," she nods looking up at me with his big eyes. I let go realizing I've been talking about this shir while holding her face. "ber, f**g crazy" "Come on Watch your step. I turn around and lead her to what used to be my brother's room. It's empty now.

I glare at her feet as she drags them quickly one in front of the other over the carpet. She looks back at me and then for some reason fear completely overwhelms her and she shakes her hear

"Hey, hey I step into the room with her.

You're going to lock ine in here because of the shower thing

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"No," I cup her face as her pupils dilate and she begins to hyperventilate.

"Then why are we here?" she demands gripping onto my wrists as if she's prepared to hold on to me if I try to leave.

"This is your room for your extra stuff, I try to calm her.

"Extra stuff?" her eyes search mine.

"I am going to kill that mother f***er myself if I ever come across him again, I growl pulling her into me. I lift her by the waist and take her out of the room. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she tries to step away. I don't let her. I can hear her heart racing wildly.

Tell me why you reacted like that, Pernicious,"

"Please-"

I growl lifting her up enough so we're eye to eye. This thing is a f***g genius and it's always crying. Why is she always f***g crying?

Tell me."

"I don't like empty rooms," she chokes our. "Before Morgan's parents took me in, they locked me in a dark empty room for a really long time. Jacob and Monica were the ones that got me out,"

your room. It's why I

"I would never do that to you. Not once have you been locked anywhere since you've arrived. Not even you cleared the castle for you. So you could get acquainted,"

She relaxes and lifts her legs to wrap them around me. Her arms come around my neck and I press her against the wall as she starts to cry. I'm afraid to ask what happens to orphaned wolves when no one claims them.

"Lycans would never abandon you like that, Perry. We're savages, brutes, beasts, whatever you want to call us. But it's in our nature to take care of our own. If a youngling loses his parents the village provides for it. He grows up with an abundance of information on their family and love. Younglings are rare for us. We'd never abandon one. It's one of our top five absolute

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"Finally, something super cool," she cries into my shoulder. That and how freaking fast you are,"NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"Do you want the room?" I ask her.

She looks up at me with her pretty eyes rimmed red. Her blotchy pink skin. I'm f**d. I don't even know this girl. I know her pain and her loneliness. I know she's bionically intelligent. But that's all I know. In just the few days she's been here, I've imprinted all of that in my soul in a way I didn't know was possible. I'm sick enough to give her what she wants most

anyway.

"What extra stuff?"

"Your room is not supposed to have all the ***t you have in there. How are you supposed to relax? It's why you can't shut down. All of it. The computers. The T we get back tomorrow,"

The clothes. Extra room I'll have it shelved and ready for your things by the time.

“I like having all that stuff in my room, she shakes her head. “It's my room,"

"Do you know why when I take you to my room, you fall asleep right away?”

“Because you f***k my brains out? she wipes her eyes with the back of her hands.

"Because there's nothing nearby for you to play with. All the s**t in your room is going in this room and you're not allowed

to go in there after eight. You need to stop working all day and night. Agreed?"

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"Is it an order?"

"Yes"

"Then I don't have a choice," she shrugs. I growl at her making her jump and then reach for the door to shut it. "My room is that way.

"You're sleeping in my room until all your things are cleared. If come out of the shower and you're

TII be undressed," she rolls her eyes.

"What?" she catches me by complete surprise. "That's not what I was going to say."

"What were you going to say?" she laughs.

"If you're back in your room-" I groan. "It doesn't matter. You said it and I expect you to deliver,"

"Okay," she shrugs..

"Do you even want to?" I ask. She pulls back enough to rest her hands on my shoulders and then looks me up and down before meeting my eyes with a blank expression. "What?"

“F**k yeah, I want to. Look at you. Dr. Alvarez called you the prototype of a Lycan male. Do you know what that means? It means that perfection lies with you as its example and I don't know, Lycan King. I'm starting to believe it

Tm this little piece of s**it stray you took pity on, on the side of the road. But this," she places her hands on my chest. This is always all kinds of fun. It makes all your other dominating **t kind of worth it,"

"Do I really make you feel like that?"

"You're what we in the unmated community call a simp. I just offered you my body and you asked me if you make me feel like s***t. The answer is yes, but the thing is. I doubt anything you do is going to make me feel any different.

"I know that I'm done and all there is left is resistance. I will resist your kindness, your affection, your advice. I can't change anymore, Jonas," she presses her lips to mine. "You're all kinds of f**d up if you fall in love with me. I am just going to torture us both until your love turns into hate. "Until the people around you pull away because of how despicable I can be. Don't do this to yourself. I'd like to die knowing that you thought I was once a friend who helped you out of the mess that is finding your fated,"

Perry drops her legs and I set her down. When she turns to face my bed she kicks off her slippers and pulls the camisole over her head tossing it wherever it falls. Her bottoms follow and she climbs like that into my bed.

Her words play over and over in my head and it brings tears to my eyes, Why is her soul touching mine so addicting if there is nothing but darkness there? How is it fair that she's lived the life she's led and will die with nothing to show for it? With no real legacy. No one to carry on her bloodline. No one to idolize her the way my sister does my mother or I have my father. Why do I want to keep her if I know that when I don't keep my promise, she'll hate me for betraying her trust all over again?

Even knowing that I shouldn't. That I should probably send her back to her room, I taste every part of her. I soak up every sound she makes. Imprint the way she feels around me into my head. How her claws dig into my back. The possessive bites from her wolf. For a moment, after her second or**m, her barriers crumble and she floods back into me leaving me breathless. I come alive again.

And then it hits me. The only reason why I want her this badly can't because I'm falling in love with her. Her emotions bring me back to life because I don't have any. Everything in me changed when I walked into the bedroom on the twelfth floor eight years ago. Something in me died and this girl so keen on finding a beautiful death has gifted me something I had lost when I put that mark on her. And it feels so good because it's genuine. All that pain, rage, and self-loathing. I want to feel those things even if they're ugly. Even if they're stolen. I need Pernicious