Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

The twins have a beautiful resume. One alone is overqualified but together, holy shit. And I can just have them? This is crazy. I shouldn’t be in the position I am in. I might be a little off but Jonas is downright out of his mind.

“A task force?” Bunny asks.

“How many?” Lillies adds.

“Normally, I’d say six, but since the King doesn’t want me to be part of it officially. Seven. Four since I already have and he wants Jordan to run it,”

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“Yes,” the two of them high–fived..

“Just to bring in the Queen?” Jordan asks.

“No. Bringing in the Queen is my job. The King doesn’t want to make my presence known until he’s established his footing at court properly. The task force will be under my guidance. Our job will be to gather information on the other Kings. It’s a good idea. We make friends and we get dirt on them,”

“Aren’t you fike a super spy? Don’t you have that already?”

“My area of expertise is the Alpha King. He’s five years older than me and it’s easy to communicate with him. We’re kind of friends. But the other Kings are not. The vampire King for starters is fucking crazy.

“We once went to this gathering and he had this human. She was compelled and all over him. He fed off her while everyone was deciding what to do with some attacks the old man was causing to distract the Triads,”

“You’re kidding,” Bunny shakes her head. “And no one did anything?”

“No. It didn’t violate the treaty. Those at court are there for their people. Humans have their Queen and like me, any mortal could be handed off to any other race. So as long as it’s legal. Vamps can care less about all the other species abolishing their slavery laws. And theirs go a lot deeper than what happens to us. Blood slaves have it the worst,”

“Do you think that’s why the Alpha King wants to go after him?” Lillies asks.

“No, taking out the vampire king means the hierarchy would be up for grabs. They’ll start killing one another for the position and who do you think would win in an all–out blood war?”

“Psycho–hybrid princess,” Jordan answers.

“Exactly,” I nod.

“So, what do we do?”

“We watch. It’s not a bad idea to have Lily in a greater position of power. She creeps me out but she’s the kind of evil that those fang fucks need. It’ll decimate at least sixteen percent of the vampire population,”

“That’s a big percentage,” Bunny whispers.

“And it’ll be big players on the board. Generals, coven masters, vamps with real power, Wasteful but necessary,” I agree. “For now, we start training. Which is why I asked you guys to meet here,”

“My studio?” Lillies glares at me.

“The King said it would be the perfect place for us to spar and shift. He even sent stuff,” I point at the shopping bags Silas brought in earlier, “He’s not leaving until I do,”

“We have to teach you how–to shift. Have you tried?” Lillies asks,

“No,”

“Why?” Jordan asks.

“I don’t know,” I shrug.

That’s a lie. I haven’t tried because I’m not sure I’m ready to feel the shift into something that isn’t Crys. I know it’s part of my transition and that it’s inevitable, but come on. I need a little more time to wrap my mind around it.

“I’ll go first,” Jordan says. “I hear you’re quite the savage in a fist fight,”

“Where would you have heard that from?” I laugh.

“Violetta,” he smirks. “She got me the lawyer I need against my parents,”

That definitely sounds like something Vy would do, having been a victim of her father’s stupidity as a child herself. Whoever she got to help him is not only going to give Jordan what he needs but all that he’s owed.

“All right,” I agree and stand up. The twins move back and sit down by the mirrors. “You want to talk about that?”

“Only if you tell me why you don’t want to shift,”

“Silent spar it is,” I take a defensive stance.

“Okay,” he smirks. “I won’t tell you what she told me about the case,”

I wave him forward. It’s been forever since I’ve sparred with anyone. It’s been fight after fight and when the King got involved, goddess forbid someone laid an actual hand on me. I wonder how he fights. Has he ever had to?

Jordan’s tell is easy. His eyes are taking me in and when he’s ready to strike, he takes a small step forward and then charges. I move out of his path and kick the back of his foot. He trips hard and lands on his belly with a bounce. Bunny snorts and tries to hide behind Lillies when Jordan turns a playful glare at her.

“Come on, Jordan. It’s just you and me. Let loose. I’m not like them. I can take a hit,”

He pushes up bouncing off the hit and he nods putting his arms up.

“Fine. Let’s do this,”

His entire demeanor changes and a spark of excitement floods my body. His massive fist comes at me, but he’s a really big guy. I grab onto his arm and pull myself up wrapping my legs around his head. I arch my body up and then pull back as hard as I can. He stumbles forward, but he’s a little too heavy for me to subdue this way. I quickly let go and bring my elbow up to his face. He catches it and grips the back of my shirt and rips me right off of him.

Asshole laughs and it allows me to kick him. I go for his chest, although I wanted to kick him in the mouth. He releases me gasping for air. I hit the floor and rush him immediately. He hits the ground and I put my knee to his chest.

“Holy shit. You are crazy strong,” I laugh panting. I stand and offer him my hand.

“You popped my neck,” he groans. “I’ve never been kicked that hard,”

“You ever been tossed? Fucking gorgons are ruthless. My back was black and blue for almost six months,”

“Never,” he laughs. “Again,”

my claws We both take a defensive stance again. He takes me in as we circle each other. This time he steps forward and takes a knee. He turns his entire body trying to swipe my feet. I cartwheel over him and spin around to latch onto his back with NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

to his throat.

“I’m a lot smaller than you. You have to improvise,”

“So you attack me,” he pushes my hand away.

I’m afraid. He’s big and crazy strong. I also don’t know the extent of my Lycan strength. What if I hurt him? What if I hurt myself?

He takes a defensive stance and I strike before he can try to predict my movement. He’s barely able to dodge my punches. I push until he’s back into the corner of the room. I reach for him not giving him a moment to think.

However, he switches his weight from his right foot to his left, and without hesitation, he shoves me back and reaches for my right arm. He loops his fingers through mine and spins me around. My back is to his chest now. I push my upper body back and swing my legs up. I’m able to face him again but he doesn’t release my hand. I try to pull out of his grasp.

“You let him lock you in?”

Jordan immediately releases me when the King walks in. I take the advantage to strike. One punch to the stomach makes him lean into me. One palm to the forehead makes him stumble back. And I grip his wrist pulling him into me and put my boot to his face.

“Never allow yourself to get distracted,” I let go of him and tuck my right arm to my chest. “Holy shit that is a strong grip,” “You never tightened your hand around mine,” he sits back against the mirror.

“And risk you fucking up my bones or tendons? I’m not an idiot, I turn back to the King. “What are you doing here?”

“She’s a juvenile,” he tells Jordan and pulls something out of his pocket. Something fucking weird happens. He holds up a ball and my instincts completely zero in on his hand. He grins as he waves his arm around. “The first thing you do is make her aware of her instincts,”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I growl when he laughs. He throws the ball.

An itching sensation starts in the center of my chest. The moment the ball hits the wall, I launch myself in the direction of the sound. A growl rips out of me as I hit the wall and push off as hard as I can. My fingers graze the ball before the King snatches it out of thin air.

His eyes stay focused on me and I know what he’s about to do. I can see the intention in his eyes every time he subdued me in the past.

“Don’t do this,” I step back.

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“It doesn’t bring me any pleasure to do this to you, Perry, but you have to understand something. I love you and I would rather you hate me than let you leave my side unprepared. You aren’t my little wolf anymore. You are not a slave. You are not a child. You are my Queen. You are my mate. And as hard as this may be for us, you have to abide by our laws and traditions,”

“My King-” Jordan tries but is cut off with a simple glare.

“Leave us,” he orders.

“Forgive me, Your Grace. As the Queen’s Shadow, I will stay here with her,” he stands his ground and glances at the twins.

“Go,”

They get up and leave. Bunny looks at me with a terrified expression on her face.

“But-” she shakes her head. Lillies cuts her off with a growl and pushes her forward.

“I failed,” Lillies looks at me sympathetically. “You shouldn’t. Thi

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