Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

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I toss the duffle bag into the passenger seat and take a deep breath.

This is the first time I've been alone since I met Jonas. Despite my circumstances, it feels good. I reach for the radio and smile to myself as bad decisions greets me like an old friend. I hit the switches in a sequence and the car roars to life.

I take the back roads and stash the car just outside the pack borderlines. I secure the duffle bag on my back and climb up a tree to get a vantage point.

For a pack of traditionalists, they sure do have a lot of security measures. Laser outlines that are triggered as soon as someone steps through. The way the king explained to me how bringing the shift works sounds a lot like getting upset and since I don't have anything to be upset about at the moment, I'm hoping my regular training is sufficient to get in there.

I toss the duffle bag, jump down, and take a few steps back. I scan my surroundings and push off the grass in a sprint to jump through the two lasers. I hit the floor and roll on the grass next to my duffle bag. I loop it back over my chest and army crawl toward the nearby villas. I hate small packs like this because everyone knows everyone and it's not easy blending in. I turn the bag and get up into a crouch. I look down at my phone tagging my location on my map so that I can get to the main house. It's not too far from here. This place is actually kind of nice. A little too suburbia for me but that's just because I'm so used to the city. White picket fences and award-winning yards aren't my thing.

I

The main house is one big Boston mansion masterpiece complete with a bright red front door. The red brick used is beautiful and it makes it easier to scale. This place is just as ridiculous as Cliffside. Where the f****k are the camer and security measures. I'm practically walking through the front door here. I slip in through a bathroom door and drop my bag in the tub. I take my favorite spying kit with me and leave the bathroom. It smells like gingerbread and pine in here. There are lights along the floor. That's going to be a problem.

you are security measures. A hunter-type Lycan definitely lives here. I can feel it. I gently close the door and move toward the stairs. I can hear two voices below. A man and a

to pinpoint where the two lycans are. I make my way down as if I belong here and find them in the family

man, who I'm guessing is the Lycan King's

f****king wolf he married. She went and stuck

be a bigoted racist, but these are amazing. Finally, I find the study. I set up my program on their computer and start downloading everything on here. This study is a little Godfather. The walls are a deep red.

house phone. Who has a fucking house phone anymore? I rush over to

answers. "Honey," she beams. "I've been so worried. Where are

my download and find the landline. My phone automatically starts tracing the call. She's calling

one. Histen to the instructions she gives her mother. She had a backup plan all along. Not just in case Jonas found out, but his father as well. She just gave me the evidence. It's right here

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around me and I groan to myself before I step out. I take another **nie

it to

sit still for ten minutes, can you?" he sighs. "This is

I sent it to you. I need you to come get Mackenzie. I'm going to have to

King isn't going to like

said anything to you about where she's been?" "No," he says tightly. "I'm sure you've noticed some

she's been reconditioned?

how she hasn't started the final feral stages. She was almost there