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.

+

"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.

1/3

1/3

11:23 Thu, Oct 17 BB.

Chapterio

"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."

you been with anyone

I shake my head. "It's probably

79%

79%

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

Yeah,

We don't do that weak mortal **t here," he lifts the

I drink more. I'm probably going to do something ***." I shake

waking up every day for the past five years to do something s**id, little wolf. Come sit over

Prince is body is perfection.

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

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 with me as I

be

glass down and take the bottle from him. He lets out a huff as

to be gentle anymore," he

point at the mess he made. He laughs. "You've been here one day," he says standing up. "And it honestly feels

his hand. I take it. He pulls me

the room

As

soon as we're through the door he pushes me against the wall without dropping the bottle. His mouth is ommine before the door shuts. He growls using one of his 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

My

the bottle from him and take a big drink before going for his shirt. He growls approvingly when I tear it off and push him back until he falls onto the bed. I don't hesitate to straddle him and he doesn't hesitate to

around my territory without anything underneath this s****d little dress," he says. I laugh feeling the full of effect of

of way?" I ask reaching

а

crazy cat lady kind of way he growls and reaches between

I

take no for

213

2/3

Chapter 10

gronds at my dress. He grips the front ofar and pulls tearing