Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Jonas

Perry is a complete mystery. She far exceeded my expectations long before I killed her and she continues to give more than I will ever be worthy of. Yet, she's the only one who doesn't see it She doesn't see how special she is.

It shows in the colors of her pelt. White hasn't been granted to any of our bloodlines for centuries. No one has ever been worthy. No one until a little black wolf was forced to serve me. I took some time and coaxing to get her to settle down. As soon as she shifted back into her skin, the telekinetic hold she had on the shards of glass gave away. I've never seen the glow she emitted around the shards she lifted from the ground or the blast that burst out of her when she finally gave in.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

She's freaking out and telling her she went from being beta-born straight to royal status is not going to blow over very well. She's already overwhelmed with everything else. Every one of my instincts want nothing more than to lock her away. I've lost too much to just let her run around as recklessly as she does. But I can't bring myself to do anything other than prepare her for what it means to be the Queen of race. That's right. Our race.

"I gave her a sedative," Dr. Alvarez says as she sits on the floor next to me just outside her room. I glance at her and nod.

"Thank you. Did she say anything?"

"No, I think she's still in shock. She stretched as expected. Just a couple of inches. She's six feet now. Her hair is longer and-" "And?"

"Her body adjusted to her length. We're going to need to replace all her clothes immediately. I have her new measurements," "Send them to Silas. Tell him Perry shifted. This doesn't get out to anyone. I already spoke to Jordan and the twins. How many Lycans do we have that have telekinetic abilities still?"

"Two," she answers. "The Duke of Arinsteele and the alpha of Qamar Jadid,"

"Shit. I have to find her an obsidian amulet to help her control it. I need to-"

"Jonas," she places her hand over mine. "I can take care of the details. You need to be close to her. What is happening to Perry is a lot. She was already very vulnerable when you brought her to us. She seems like the kind of person who always thought she'd be in control of her fate and she hasn't quite grasped that none of us do. She's very young, my King. She needs real guidance,"

"I'm not enough," I admit. "She put a knife through her throat the moment she opened her eyes, Oz. I don't know how to speak to her. I never have. I had to force her to shift today and you saw how horrified she was when she saw what she is now. She told me herself," "You weren't listening before, my King. She didn't want you to get attached because there was no way out for her. Wolves are very peculiar creatures. They rarely ever do anything without thinking of others. Even selfish little Perry Phurry. She was going feral and feral wolves don't shift back once they're done.

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"That thing could have leveled the entire downtown area by the time she was subdued. She was warning you and you listening. Maybe try doing things her way for once. Open yourself up to new methods. Let her show you how she works. Show her there is more to you than brute force,"

"I don't want to fuck this up again. If anything happens to her, itll be on me now. How am I supposed to protect her when she's so careless?"

"If anything, the world needs protection from her," she laughs.

"Oz," I growl at her. She grins.

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"The last thing you want to-do is keep trying to subdue her the way you have, Jo. She has real power now," she reaches for my face to trace the scar. "She'll fight back. You two are partners now. In life. At court. Equals. She needs to learn our way. Think of all the ways you wish your parents had treated you going into this. You were a very small and pampered boy when you first shifted. Don't make the same mistakes as before. You're not dealing with a Eva here.

"Perry has proven to be an asset. It would be stupid of you to treat her as a trophy wife. Now get your ass up and get in there. Try to comfort your mate. I've got her. I'll continue the preperations I've already begun,"

We stay still for a moment before she gets up and leaves. I take a moment to gather my thoughts and stand up. I raise my hand to tap on the door, but before I can knock, she rips it open. We both stare at one another not sure what to do next. Perry breaks the ice with a smile.

"You surprised me," she looks away first.

"I was told you were given a sedative. You should be in bed,"

"I've smoked things stronger than this. It just made the aches go away," she shrugs. "Is it okay if I get to my computer?"

"Yes, but I think you should rest before you-" she pushes past me before I can finish. I watch her walk toward her study for a moment before I follow behind her.

Just her scent is intoxicating. The changes are excruciatingly obvious. She looks a lot taller because her body is slimmer in certain areas. Other parts of her have... rounded a little more. Her hair is fading. Graying, no longer the soft brown is had been when she first arrived. She's wearing pajamas bottoms that hug her thick thighs perfectly. It doesn't help that she's not wearing anything underneath or that her top is a bit short.

She doesn't stop until she's standing in front of the full length mirror by her closet space. I watch as she stares at herself. The sweet scent of her tears permiated the air when she reaches up to touch her hair. She turns her body inspecting the changes before covering her face.

Apologizing to her for this feels patronizing somehow. I take her in trying to find the small hexagon birthmark under her ear as I approach. I pull her hair away and tilt her head enough so she can see it. Her tear filled eyes meet mine in the mirror. "Why are the changes

so drastic? I look like someone else," she cries softly. "I even sound different,"

"Your body is adjusting to the rank and power growing inside of us," I offer an explination. "And given what happened when you shifted, your power is great,"

"Can you move things with your mind?" she whispers. I shake my head. "Why is this happening to me?"

"The trauma you underwent before turning. The feral state you fought back for five years. It's a power granted to someone who needs it to protect themselves with. There are others. Oz and I will make contact so you can be taught to control it," "Like I'm not enough a freak already," she growls and turns away from the mirror.

"Hey," I stop her. She glares down at my hand around her wrist before she looks up at me. I release her. "You're not a freak, Perry. It'll take some time before you get used to it. You're changing and only you get to decide if it's good or bad,"