Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 187

Chapter 187

Violetta is packing things up when I sneak into her apartment. I haven’t been here in years and the rose gold wallpaper we put up when she turned eighteen looks amazing. I had just finished field training and I thought I’d surprise her. Things have changed. The wall leading into her living room used to be solid and now it’s been turned into a bunch of tiny diamond- shaped shelves that hold her fabric rolls.

What was supposed to be a spare room was opened up to be a sewing and design space where she makes her clothes. The walls are a pretty blush pink with white polka dots. This place looks amazing. I love that she’s learned to be on her own.

“What the fuck?” she pulls a small handgun from between her boobs and aims it at me. It takes her a moment to realize it’s me. Obviously, there’s literally no one else who can hack her system. I created it. She drops her hand, the empty box under her arms, and gently says: “What the fuck?”

“I know. It’s a big change,” I agree. She all but runs to me and places the gun on the dining table before wrapping her arms around my waist.

“Did it hurt?”

“Just like shifting,” I shrug.

“You’re supposed to be the small one. I’m five years older than you,” she smacks my stomach and then presses her hand to my toned abdomen. “You’re in therapy again?”

“Yeah,” I nod.

“What are you doing here? You could have been seen,”

“You’re moving?” I avoid the questions.

“Not for a few weeks, but yeah,” she says taking some stuff off the tables in her living room.

“Did you get the tower finally?”

“I must have been drunk when I told you that,” she laughs and brings them over to the table where she left the gun so she can wrap them.

“We both were,” I nod.

“I just need something to do,” she clears her throat.

“Everything okay?”

bubble wrap roll on the table. She stops for a moment shutting her eyes tightly. “They were kids. I mean they

a few nights. Her pretty long

The last time I saw Vy like this was when she left her pack. Right after her dad beat the hell out of her in front of everyone in

and I’ll make you something to eat?” I

of the table.

sighs and

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Chapter 187

The last time she tried to help me was after Darren died and Mackenzie disappeared. Morgan had just fucked me over and I

me. It means she’s tired and worst of all vulnerable. Two things you never want to be when being active. It’s a fast track to getting killed. Either by the assignment or by saying something that

stocked. I start taking things out to make her favorite. Chicken alfredo. Domestic Vy hand makes the pasta in her pantry and I never miss an

are done by the time she gets back

you

I say dropping the pasta

hard–headed,” she glares at me

“Yeah,” I agreed.

are going to ruin a lot of fucking lives, Perry. We also don’t have the manpower

love with my husband,” I admit. She stops massaging cream on her face and looks

“You think?” she laughs.

Not just because of the bond or

made you have this epiphany, Oh Chosen One?” she

the top of the tube off before turning the bottom piece to reveal ice lipstick? She dips it into a glass of water and leaves it there. She then uses the eye cream tube to rub some of the product in before she works it into her skin with the ice lipstick

I shake

bruising on the face. I haven’t been sleeping well,”

making her food. “He’s a good person. Super chill and

she nods. “But that’s not

I had a manic episode after the old man set me up

and shuts her eyes fighting back

to

“I have been,”

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