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.

and move toward the stairs. I can hear two voices below. A man and a woman. I start looking

I make

I'm guessing is

married. She went and stuck her nose where it didn't belong.

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 Godfather. The walls are a deep red. It looks beautiful against the mahogany-framed borders. The shelves match. I read some of the spines. Lycan law and literature. Every author is a

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

woman answers. "Honey," she beams. "I've been

starts tracing the

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 in my hand with subtitles and

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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 the fuck they would need

the call and then send it to Jacob. It takes about

minutes, can you?" he sighs. "This is going to cause

you. I need you to come

going to like

this quiet as long as we can," I agree. "Has Mack said anything to you about where she's been?" "No," he says tightly.

been reconditioned?

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