Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 52

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The others move away from the door as I take her to my room. Without saying a word I shut us in and carry her to the bathroom. She covers her face with her hands as she starts to cry. I set her down on the countertop between the joined sinks and go to the bathtub to run a warm bath. I add my personal healing bath salts and herbs. My attention snaps back to Perry when jumps off the counter to look at what I've done. She tilts her head to the left and stares at the golden marks etched into her skin for however long she may live. My chest constricts when she starts to cry. A scream so strong silently suffocates her as she holds onto the torn bed sheet around her and falls to her knees. I don't want to look at her but I can't bring myself to look away or even get close to try and apologize for mutilating her even after I swore to her and myself that I would never subject her to it. I remove the rest of my torn clothes and I go over to her to bring her into the tub with me. She sits completely still as I take us into the tub. Her arms come around me and she continues to cry. I'm not apologizing this time. It feels a lot more patronizing than it did when I put the collar on her.

She doesn't move or flinch when I lick over the tattoos on her face and her neck healing them with my saliva. Once again claiming her as mine. The swelling starts to go down as I move down her body. I set her down on the edge and continue moving down her arms, her rib cage, her belly, and her thighs until I get to the last golden vine on her ankle. All she does is sit there staring blankly at the wall.

My scent is mixed with hers more than it was before. No matter how much she scrubs or douses herself in perfume, she'll never be overwhelmed by anything else. This is a first for me and I'm not sure what it is I'm feeling.

Perry lets me clean her up and wash her hair before I clean my blood off us. When I'm sure it's all off, I take us over to the shower and repeat the process again. When she's dry. I take her over to my bed and set her down. She just lays there staring up at the ceiling. "This is the life you think I'm going to change my mind for?" she asks after a while. When I don't answer her she starts to laugh. "The rules of a sl***e are as follows," I sigh. "You are no longer a person. You are mine. You do as I will be punished as I see fit if you are disobedient. You will not eat or drink anything unless I hand either of those to you

say, when I myself. You will not speak to anyone else unless I give you permission. You will not offer anything to anyone without my

say,

you permission. You

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back from me. My body breaks out in goosebumps. I growl at her and try to link her to bring them back but

and covers herself with the duvet. "Never try to reach for me like that

is being cleaned out. Silas holds up some clothes for the two of us. across to find her shoes. I get the black sneakers Lillies gave her and take them back to the room where she's already

even.

I go

down my nose, over my lips, and stopping at my chin. The four precise slices will never go away. I go out to get something to eat. Everyone must sense the mood I am in so they say nothing to me. They don't even look in my direction. I'm fine with that. I