Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 14.4

Ah. Perry Phurry could never. I suddenly feel all giddy.

“What do you want, little girl?” he growls. The King looks up not liking his tone.

“Don’t,” I try to pull away when he lunges over the desk to take the phone. “Jonas,”

“Is that how you speak to your superiors?” the King demands as soon as he takes the phone. “Your King wouldn’t deny me your head. Just ask Calvin Redwood,”

“Jonas,” I rip the phone out of his hand. “That was uncalled for. We’re supposed to be making friends. We promised, the Alpha King,”

“Put it on speaker, Pernicious,” he growls.

I roll my eyes and do ask he asks. I set the phone between us as he goes around to sit down. Don’t laugh, Perry. Do not reward his behavior, but holy shit. I want to. I probably will after the talk he promised we’d have

“Please, tell me you didn’t hang up,” I say into the phone after taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly to keep the laughter out of my voice.

“What can I help you with, Lycan Queen?” Alpha Tech says tightly.

The satisfied grin on the King’s face has me trying not to laugh at Lockwood that much more. How ironic is it that the man who destroyed my life has to accept that I am no longer beneath the soles of his shit–kickers? Ten points for team Nelson,

Daddy.

“I would like to politely ask your permission to enter the city so we can meet face–to–face,” I answer after attempting to calm myself.

“I am no longer alpha of the city, Perry. You know that,” he huffs. I love the way he said my name like it’s a really bad slur.

“Right, but she’s your daughter and I’m not there to see her. I need to speak with you. Directly,”

“When?”

“Can we do it tomorrow at noon? You pick the place. Somewhere not too public. I’m supposed to be dead,”

“And this can’t be said over the phone?”

“No, sir. You do not want your family to find out about this from my mouth. I know I wouldn’t,”

“What is that supposed to mean, Nelson?”

“It means you’re going to go through something with your family after I go in and make a request for the information I have. Do you understand what a sit–down is? Is this your first time?”

“I should have fucking killed you when I had the chance,” he growls. “Fine. Tomorrow at noon. I’ll send you a location. If you’re late, I will revoke your welcome into Lockwood City and my wolves will hunt you down,”

“Thanks, man. I appreciate you,” I smile and I get hung up on in return.

“What did you do to him?” the King laughs.

“Nothing. My dad found Eloise when she had been missing for two years. Luna Bessa and my dad had dated for a while before she met him. Tech hated that his mate had to call an outsider to do

what he couldn’t.

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“When I was two, his sister accused my dad of killing her mate, Peter Jamerson. Alpha Tech had always wanted a reason to kill my dad, but my dad was under the King’s protection. What he did was much worse. He blew my dad’s cover by putting a two–million–dollar bounty on his head.

“His beta broke into the Alpha King’s military archives and released his profile. That’s why my dad was killed. He was a knight of the realm and the Lockwoods served him up to all of the Alpha King’s enemies. Alpha King Savage protected my family as best he could until there was just me,”

“Why would you try to be civil with these people?”

“Because I know what being a mate is. I also know that it isn’t smart to pick a fight with them. Lots of people love this family. Especially now that Eloise is Alpha. Also, I might be the Queen now, but I was born a beta. Even if I am the swiftest killer in the room. They are the alphas and they’re really fucking good at it. It’s hard to hate them,” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Would you like me to join you?”

“And risk him calling the crazy one? No, thank you. Me and the twins have got this one. In and out. We’ll be back by four

tomorrow,”

“You really believe that?” he scoffs.

“Your mom isn’t stupid enough to fight me or start a war between us and Lockwood City. She knows we’d level every one to get to her. Also, I think I understand why Eloise is the way she is now. Her mom is half Lycan. Like Mackenzie. It looks like we’re going to have to make nice with the Triads so we can have Dr. Miller look at her,”

“You’re worried about her,”

“I am. Bet you fifty bucks I can convince her to join me in the looney bin so I can have backup against your mom and brother,”

“I’m kind of wondering if I can ask Ed if he can modify a few things in there,” he grins tapping my forehead.

“That’s fucking evil. Please, don’t let him make me boring,” I laugh.

“I doubt that even getting lobotomized could change that. Cause then hey, you’re the girl that was so unhinged she needed a lobotomy to chill out,”

“Is that going to happen to me?” I sit up. “Is that part of the treatment? Because then the answer is no. My King needs me to help him with some shit. I can’t be institutionalized. I’m the Queen for fuck’s sake,”

“Relax,” he laughs. “That’s never been a thing for us. We heal too quickly,”

“Dammit, I was warming up to the idea. I wonder what it feels like to be happy all the time. It doesn’t sound very pleasant though. I’m weighing my options in case it is an option,”

The King sits back in his chair and just stares at me.

“What?” I ask stupidly.

“Other people can see you, right? I’m not going crazy am I?” he breathes out almost in relief.

“Would it matter? Then you’d be the mad King. Bitchin,”

His asking that is concerning, but it’s also kind of flattering. I would hate me. I do hate me. He should be angry at me. I’m

angry at me.

“No one says that anymore,” he smiles. “What am I supposed to do without you saying dumb shit like that while you’re getting better?”

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“I don’t know. Think of better pickup lines,” I suggest.

“I’d like your insight on something Rick said,”

“Rick? You’re on cute pet names with the Alpha King? Cute,” I laugh. He rolls his eyes. “Are you talking about Prop eighteen for the orphanage funds?”

“Are we sure other people can see you? How did you know that?”

“I suggested it the last time we partied together. I wrote the first draft on a napkin with a tennis scoring pencil,”

“He did not tell me that,” he reaches for the file in a drawer behind his desk.

The light from the computer sets a reddish tint over his suit. Has it always been this dark in here or is the Lycan vision? I look around to take in the room. My eyes rarely take in the colors and details of my surroundings. Everything seems so vibrant. Is that because I’m no longer holding back a raging wolf? My sensory is very active and it’s starting to get to me.

“What did he say?”

“He wants me to take over the entire thing. To full