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.

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 woman. I start looking through

back to the stairs trying to pinpoint where the two lycans are. I make my way down as if I belong here and

who I'm guessing is the Lycan

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

when she finds out I'm still alive. move around the house and take a br***onie off the kitchen island as I move toward the darker parts of the first floor. She might 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

complete. My body locks up when a house phone rings. A fucking house phone. Who has a fucking house phone anymore? I rush

"Honey," she beams. "I've been so

my download and find the landline. My phone automatically starts tracing the call. She's calling from her mate's 10:33 Sun, Nov

the instructions she gives her mother. She had a backup plan all along. Not just in case Jonas found out, but his

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walks in and tries to comfort her. The two leave together, turning the lights off as they go. The closet floor lights up around me and I groan to myself before I step out. I take another **nie before making my way up the stairs, slowly this time. I make it to the bathroom and once again ask myself why

it to

for ten minutes, can you?" he

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

going to like

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

she's been reconditioned?

stages. She was almost there before Darren-" he