Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 113 Jonas

Perry has had good days and bad days since we've been mated. There's always a slow bubbling feeling when she gets upset. Like a wind up and it gradually increases because of the way she bottles things up. crowd, but she didn't stop smiling.

Not today. We woke up this morning and she was calm. She genuinely enjoyed the plane ride, but something shifted in her when we landed and were greeted by the people wanting to catch a glimpse of us. I tried to make out what she was thinking as she stared at the

There was this burst of satisfaction to watch her beat the shit out of Calvin with her bare fist. The relief she felt when she hit the floor was like a dam broke inside of her and nothing but coldness flooded our bond. Then the wolf roared its final battle cry. It was both liberating and heartbreaking. None of this feels real.

The two of us walk out to the courtyard. As soon as she sees we're alone she lets go of my hand and walks up ahead. I watch her collapse under the entrance of the maze. To say her crying hurts would be an understatement but I can't bring myself to show her that. It'll be a long time before I can show anyone anything.

"Why did you do that?" she s***bs covering her face with both hands. I crouch down in front of her.

"Because

you deserved it," the answer is simple, but I know it's going to go right over her head. "don't," she shakes her head.

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"I want an argument to be our last conversation, my Queen," I take her by the wrist and lift her with me. The first time I laid eyes on her, she had mascara smeared on her face despite the fact that she looked like she'd just gotten out of a shower. Her hair was long and matted. Her skin was so dry it looked like someone had thrown chalk on her and she used the back of her sleeve to wipe it off and missed a bunch in the creases of her pretty face.

I didn't expect the girl with the emptiest eyes I'd ever seen to feel as much as she does. We had both wanted a way out and here we are at the end of our deal, both of us with what we had wanted laid out in front of us.

This

the last time I get to see her and it is honestly perfect. She's crying the same way she was when she put on her knees before me. There is mascara running down her face along with gold sparkles. She smeared her lipstick when she used the two million dollar dress sleeve to wipe her face. The same dress she protected me in while I was named King. The same dress she offered me the blood of those who dared challenge my reign in. Every promise. Every word was fulfilled as expected. How could I not meet the demands she so passionately ranted about? No one had ever listened to her before. That much was more than obvious. I wanted the last thing I could offer to be something that would give her some catharsis. A little relief or maybe one last hit of I pain and and rage. completely caught off guard.

she sniffles and reaches under her dress. "I stole this from your mate's Mom,"

"Here" I'm

"A gift for James. Something to remind him that I think he's a piece of sh***t one last time,"

She holds up a small golden necklace. Eve had one of these. It's a golden rope chain with a small seashell hanging off it. I reach into my shirt and pull the one out I'm wearing. She laughs looking up at me.

"I know. That's why I took it. He cared enough to track her bloodline down to tell them what happened. Oregon. Bloodbornes. That's where she came from. I killed a delta there a few years ago. They're a very traditional type of pack. They're born and bred betas. It's a cool history if you ever want to poke at the little sa****st in you," 09:19 Mon, Oct 28

"What do you want me to do with this?" I ask.

"Give it to him. When you're ready. He'll do the rest,"

"You're a f****g demon," I smile. She grins, her face getting more red.

"Thank you," she clears her throat and points at the maze. "What's on the other side?"

"Come on. I promised you a walk," I take her hand and lead her inside.

When we complete it, she smiles up at me and walks out to the edge of the cliff overlooking the sunset over the h***on. Her dress glistens in the light as I step up to stand next to her. She looks up at me when I take a deep breath.

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My claws elongate as I reach for her. She lets me pull her into me. Her arms up around me and I lean in. Before I can press my lips to hers, my claws pierce through her chest and I don't stop until my hand bursts out of her back. She smiles and then laughs as blood comes up her throat. "God," she laughs. "I f****ing love you. You've never let me down. Not once, Jo,"

I watch the shades of lavender fade from her eyes and pale. Her head falls back and her arms fall slack to her sides. I pull my hand out of her and hold her head against my chest one last time. I growl feeling as our bond reaches for her to find nothing and then shatter. This is the fifth time this has happened and it's never been like this. I take another deep breath feeling the ache take root. My throat swells and I can barely breathe. "You're okay now," I say and lift her into my arms. "You're okay,"

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