Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 166

The laptop and all eight USB ports were delivered before dinner I have them set up in order on the King's new desk. I have to be really careful when turning this thing on because one wrong move and the old man is going to know I'm alive.

This is how the King finds me. Bond Villain-ing at his beautiful Rococo-style desk. In fact, the entire study seems to fit. The ceiling is a smooth white and black marble masterpiece. Hand-painted. I'm not sure if the black elegant pieces decorating the area around the base of the chandelier are wood carved or sculpted because whoever made them painted them black and used gold to give it a really pretty texture.

The trims and framed walls look amazing in all black. Even the empty shelves are starting to look great.

"What's this?" he asks pulling me up from his chair so he can sit. sit on his lap as he reaches for one of the USBS.

"Bomb codes," I answer truthfully. Yes, I lied to the Alpha King because so far, he hasn't given me a reason to find trustworthy. He laughs probably thinking I'm joking. "I had the Alpha King deliver them to me. Alpha Scofield had them," "Are you serious?"

"Yes," I nod. He reaches up to make me look back at him.

"Are we talking about the little detonator that set off the bombs in Redwood?" he taps my

chest.

"No. There are sixty-eight bombs. One planted in the middle of every compound Darren and I built for the old man,"

"What?"

"Darren planted these when the old man made him take the oath and started making him build shit. I designed a lot of the security systems in each one. The only problem is that they're detectable as soon as I log into this laptop. This can take out a little over half his labs," "You want to take him out," he sits back holding the USB up. "Do we know what facility the kid is in?"

"I've been thinking,"

"Fuck," he pushes me off his lap. I turn around to sit on his desk. "I hate when you say that. It's usually followed by something crazy,"

of many successful experiments. The wraith wants the vampire King to resurrect the original gargoyle race, right? There are others. Gorgons, incubi, and other types of shifters. Who's to say that he's not attempting

it is,"

that Lillies and Tulips might fight to the death over something as stupid as an old

chair closer. I lift my legs to recline

Killing. No matter how you spin it. Death is the

are kids

that power after

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you know me. At least, the part of me that is a fully armed asset. You've heard me and others like me talk about the Falcon. What do you think he's doing to those kids, right now? Cause I can tell you with confidence that

fully develop into what they're intended to be is dangerous, Jonas. We're not prepared to take on an army

to take us all out and I think

shit with this thing, he's going to expose you. Mackenzie and your little friend in Magique City. Once you start fucking with

have rejected his mission. Playing it safe against him doesn't work because

after this thing

my hair back and gathers it in one of his hands. His playful demeanor changes into a more serious one

going on, I can't help but think that neither of us is going to have peace of mind until that mother fucker is dead," his hand slides up

tone strikes a cord inside of me. I remember the first time I brought this up to Darren. He thought I was joking and when he realized I wasn't the slap he gave me is one not even my father's discipline could ever match. He made me swear I'd never

the Falcon would have done everything in his power to either get rid of him or

everything the KNAVE has ever given back to him. Starting with Lycan Tech tower. Blowing them up ensures not only the files and experiments are destroyed, but the witnesses as well. Fucked up as it may be, it's a necessary evil to protect those of us involved directly. We're all traitors of the crown. I'm

monster breathing down my neck even if he doesn't know I'm alive. Destroying the KNAVE completely is the only way to ensure that what happened to us never happens again. Even if it means I have to spend the next hundred years in a fucking jail cell. I'd do it for the future that might not even be promised. I've been given a second chance and it's disrespectful as hell for me to

sometimes," I lean forward to rest my head

rubs my

know you're never going to stop trying to