Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 56

"You're always short of saying something really f****g s***id, Jonas," I turn away from how serious he is.

He laughs leaning into me and turns my head enough to look down at his mark. I shiver when he licks me. I try really hard not to show him how my body responds to him, but my skin breaks out in goosebumps.

"Isn't that what brought us together, Little Wolf? The sheer st***y of our actions?" he presses against me hard. "My words are just as s**** as you wearing this red dress," his fingertips slowly move down the front of my body. He takes the golden collar around my neck and lifts it. "Red and gold are your colors, Pernicious. I don't know what I was thinking with the white gold. You're not a little princess, are you? You're just as bad as we are," "Don't make this weird, Jonas," I whisper.

"Mm," he laughs. "This got weird the moment we bonded. We're both just too stubborn to acknowledge it," "You're a piece of shit," I sigh.

That he thinks I feel the same way he does. I don't, but there is a pleasing reassurance in knowing that when I am gone this thing that is killing whatever is left of my

how similar we are in our self-destruction. Our contempt for anything that bonds us to outside sources. Our need to please those we failed and those who

what he wants and we end

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this all day?" he growls sliding my dress up to reveal a whole

out the windshield so I don't have to look at him. As if it'll somehow change the fact that we're both becoming co-dependent on the other for different reasons. I let him f***k me ashamed to acknowledge the fact that I missed him. His voice, the sounds he makes when he's inside of me, the way he touches me like

I've betrayed everything I believe in. My body and

never be ashamed of those things. They meant something to me. To those I loved. This doesn't mean s***t to me but this is the hill I chose to die on and no matter the outcome. I'll never forgive myself. I hope that his mother erases me the way she did his mate. I pray to their