Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 10

Panty

properly.

The King pushes off the door frame and looks back at me and motions me to follow him into the room. He steps over the pieces of thick oak wood I can't believe he broke it apart like it was nothing. These doors are heavy as f***k. The room is heavily scented with him. It's a floral scent. Like lavender and vanilla, but also dark and s**y. Peppermint maybe? Whatever it is, it's nice. I can barely breathe around him because he's always so f***g hostile. So this is the first time I can take in his scent "I wouldn't be able to hold back." I whisper when he hands me a glass with a huge ice ball. "You've been alone a long time, he says and comes over with a battle. It's squared and filled with a dark liquid. He fills my glass to the top and drinks out of the bottle. I take a sip and my taste buds come alive. Whatever this is, it's strong and sweet like caramel. I take in a mouthful and I'm able to breathe properly again. He offers me a tissue and I take it. "I didn't mean to cry, I find myself saying. Why am I even apologizing for that? "It's been a while since I've felt this empathetic Tm sorry," he says sitting on his massive bed. It's a lot like the one in my room. Everything in his room is black and velvet red. There's a Victorian vampire-esque vibe to the place. Something straight out of a movie. "I lost control. Are you okay?" Yeah. I I nod looking down at my wrist. It's bright red and where his fingers dug into my skin, it's lifted and it stings because I wiped my tears like a toddler who had just been scolded for breaking a vase or something. He puts the bottle on the carpet and gets up to come see for himself. "Shit," he sighs when he turns it over.

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"It's f fine." I try to pull it back.

He tightens his hold but not like before. Just enough to get me to stop moving. He lifts my arm up and I watch as he licks the lifted skin a few times. My skin breaks out in goosebumps as he continues to lick me. He doesn't let me go when he stops. The pain fades a little and the lifted skin visibly starts to repair itself. The swelling goes down and then disappears into what's going to be a bruise. "Better?"

"How did you do that?" I ask looking up at him. The

enzymes in my spit. You can't do that?"

"Nope," I say looking down at my arm again. The scratches are gone. "I have to admit that was actually really f*****g cool," "You don't respond to stimuli the way I expect you to," he says.

"You mean how you've been trying to f*** me since I arrived laugh. He smirks. You remind me of him,"

Your mate?"

"Yeah, he had a temper. He was very demanding and he never stuttered so when he wanted something all he had to do was ask. I guess I don't respond to it because I can smell your pain. Your rage. It's one of the reasons why I was so good at being a hunter. My sense of smell,"

"I thought I masked it better," he goes back to the bed.

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"You do. You mask it very well. I'm just close enough to know what it is I give off the same scent when I'm sober."

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my head. "It's probably why

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you were capable of being scared." Wrong. I've got a death wish, but I'm not dead yet, I

Yeah,

don't do that weak mortal **t here," he lifts the bottle to offer

I'm probably going to do something

do something s**id, little wolf. Come sit over here and do something

Prince is body

at him for a moment. It might be the drink, but I doubt it. He's not wrong. I admit, Jon phenomenally beautiful. Him and his st***d gorgeous eyes and his creepy f***g glowing ska never given this a thought. I've never wanted anyone to touch me and he's had his hands all over me since I

probably going to be worth it. It'll feel disgusting. It'll feel wrong and when I get to whatever afterlife awaits me. Darren himself will probably just as disgusted

be

go over to him. I set the glass down and take the bottle from him. He lets out a huff as I

be gentle anymore," he says when I hand him the

It has a door," I point at the mess he made. He laughs. "You've been here one day," he says standing up. "And it honestly feels like I'm a

laugh. He grins and offers me his hand.

the room

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big a*** hands to pin my arms over my head as our mouths move in sync. There's this guilty f*** pleasure in the way it feels like he's devouring me to spite. We both hate this and there's a sense of comfort in knowing that this is wrong. That neither one

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from him and take a big drink before going for his shirt. He growls approvingly when I

you walking around my territory without anything underneath this s****d little dress," he says. I laugh feeling the full of effect of the liquor. "You're kind of

of way?" I ask

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of way he growls and reaches between my

hot," I shrug. "And you're kind of an a****le. I have a thing about demanding

no

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f***g thing," he gronds at my dress. He grips the