Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 184

The food the King made for me has gone cold. I took a bite to appease him when he set it on my desk and he went to bed. It's early in the morning and I am obsessing over every little detail of this report. "It's not him," I say when Jacob walks in.

"You're sure?" he asks looking over the wall where I printed everything I needed. I nod and he instantly wraps his arms around me. "Thank god,"

I pull away as my eyes fill with tears. He cups my face and lets out a sigh of relief.

"Fuck," I choke out.

"Show me," he pushes my hair away from my face. I wipe my face with the back of my hands.

"It's a copy of a heist we pulled off in Madrid. When we took the copies of the Vampire King's gold plates,"

"I remember," he nods.

"The same program was used. Darren never used the same program. He would toss them out and redo the entire thing. You know how paranoid he was. Also, the way the vans were broken into. They used silver picks and left traces. Darren could never," "That means the King is right and he's trying to lure you back in he rubs my arm.

He is. Enough to catch my full attention. It was a cheap shot to do this to me. That sick mother fucker. I hate him.

"I'm sorry I bugged you," I apologize.

"Don't be, Sweetheart. That's what fathers are for," he pats my head.

"Perry," I pull away to see James standing in the doorway.

"Come in," I wave him in. "This is my dad, Jacob. Jake this is James. The King's little brother,"

"We're acquainted," Jacob holds his hand out for him. James smirks but takes it anyway. "You need some rest. Eat," he points at the full plate on my desk. "That monster is fucking with your head. Don't let him take you there again, Perry. You're stronger now. Yeah?" "Yeah," I nod. He kisses the top of my head and excuses himself.

"You good?" James asks.

"What do you want?" I ask ripping the pictures and notes off the wall.

"You didn't show up at training,"

me to hold your hand, Chosen One?" I

turns

annoyed with myself for feeling sorry for this asshole. "I'm sorry.

he asks. I sit on all

Falcon replicated some of Darren's patterns and for a moment I thought the

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can do that? I heard from the other 10s that no one can replicate what you and he can

now I know he's just trying to get my

him like

fancies himself one. He does shit like this and we're so tangled in all his shit

and starts to clean

not," I

way to you, but I notice. If I notice, I know my insecure sissy-ass brother

I love him. I was in love with him since before I even knew he was my

just making an observation. I've heard stories about him, you know. Shit that maybe you've

even the first one this week. You

Maybe he was, but it wasn't like I was any better. Before we knew we were mates, we were rivals.

he sits at my desk and

you were the perfect husband. She would have never let Jonas put that mark on her

and very optimistic. She kept me centered. I guess what I wanted from her was peace. Something not shrouded in blood. Kind of like what

at me and

both were and weren't. Thinking about the what-ifs isn't going to

Edmundo Salazar thing to

doesn't make it any less true. Thinking about the what-ifs is what drove me feral. What made me do extreme shit like put a bomb

fan of that," he smirks. "And the reports of you lighting their house on fire on the anniversary of Darren's

"Shut up, I laugh.

help you with this. Tell me what to do," he sits up. "Where do we start? What do

have anyone, but I know you do," I sit back. The

"But you gave them

bags now, right? Think harder. We can't get them