Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 112 I take a deep breath as I push myself up to my feet. I pull back and hit him. I growl hitting him again and again until his face is a mess of blood. “Perry,” someone calls out but they’re stopped by the King’s warning. I lose it. I absolutely lose my s***it and push him back pounding his face over and over until my knuckles hit the carpet under him with a splat. My wolf pushes forward and roars until my throat is raw. She looks down at the mess I made and scoops up a handful of his brains. “Don’t you f****g dare,” I try to fight her. My body shakes as I fight her for dominance and then I decide I can give a rat’s *** I’m going to be dead soon anyway. She shoves our kill into our mouth. The moment his blood touches my tongue she takes over. Her claws rip into the body tearing him limb from limb. Until all that’s left is a pile of what used to be Calvin Redwood. I feel her pull back. I snap out of it looking at all the people present. I wipe my mouth with the back of my sleeve and stand up. Embarrassed, I clear my throat and shake my hands out to get as much blood as possible off. They’re all staring back at me as shocked as I feel. “I’m sorry about that,” I say calmly. “My wolf is feral and she’s wanted to eat him for a long time now. Thank you, Alpha King. That was the best wedding gift you could have gotten me,” “I thought you might like it,” he grins. “That was wild, Perry,” “My Queen,” I look back to see the priest waving me back. I look over at the Lycan King. He nods and motions me to hurry. I shake bits of flesh off my dress and go back up the steps to the chair on the left. He takes my hand and turns me around to face the King. He places my hand in his and says something. -You say: This blood is for you, My King. And then you bow your head- he instructs. I glance over at everyone waiting. “This blood is for you, My King,” I repeat his words. I take a step back taking a knee the way the Luna Queen does for the Alpha King. I place a bloodied kiss on his hand and look up at him. “I swore my life and it’s yours,”

The priest steps to me and places what I imagine is a matching f***g crown and I love that I’m not going to have to wear it for long. It’s heavy. The King helps me up and smiles as we turn to face everyone present. The guards open the red rope and everyone but the Alpha King and his family take a knee and bow their heads. “We did it,” the King whispers. “So, we’re all cool with me killing Calvin on live television and before the Alpha King?” I whisper back. “Yeah, that’s what I asked for when we both signed an alliance,” he grins. “Look at you. You’re most beautiful covered in blood,” “Fuck off,” I turn away to scan the people present. The Falcon is long gone. “He was tagged,” the King waves Roy over. He hands the King a phone and the king shows it to me. Three GPS dots. “He shook my hand,” Roy smirks. “Pleased with yourself, huh? I taught him that,” “She did,” the King laughs when Roy looks up at him. “I can’t take her anywhere. This is how things always end,” he points at the bodies and waves his hand. Some people come out and start removing the bodies. “Begin,” 09:18 Mon, Oct 28 B Chapter 112 “What’s happening?” I ask. 86% “They’re going to make offerings, my Queen. Then dinner and we’ll go for a walk after,” he lifts me by my waist and sits me on the throne next to his. He tips my crown back, takes my hand to kiss it, and then takes his seat. “How does that sound?” “Good,” I say softly. He smiles and then faces the people. A group of women come over to me and start cleaning the blood off my face and hands. They dig out the bits of Calvin on my dress and apologize for not having a backup. I’m not sure what to say to either of them. I’m sorry seems dumb and thank you feels patronizing as hell, so I simply nod.

They offer up all kinds of things. Animals, cars, houses in different countries, jewelry, clothing, shoes, rare plants, and devices. Some of this sh**is inappropriate as ***k. It’s an hour of thi***t and the best part is that not a single person comments on the blood splatters of the people I took out. This was weird even for me. Finally, the priest says something, and the guests who have been here the entire time all look relieved. They’re all escorted out. The Lycan King lets out a heavy sigh and I can’t help but laugh at how ridiculous this was, but if I’m being honest. This was fun. “The lady with multi-colored ****d*dos,” I choke out. I look over at him to see him finally c****ck a smile. “I really liked the gold statue of you slamming that guy on a car,” he sighs. “That’s going in my room,” “S***ist. Burn it all. Leave no trace of any of it. ***os at the top of the pile so they go first,” I shake my head. He laughs and stands up offering me his hand. I take it and follow him into a grand ballroom. I pause when the doors are opened and we’re announced as the King and Queen. I had wondered what everyone meant when they were talking about the King putting everything together and as I look up at the candles hanging from the ceiling of this crazy ballroom, I get it. He had them arranged into different constellations. The walls are decorated with sparkly black curtains. The theme is sp**k***y but at the same time, there’s something very dreamy and whimsy about everything. The tablecloths are velvet and shimmer. The centerpieces are beautiful black and gold bouquets with little Ci***n Roll heads. The dead tree decor have tw****le lights and I find myself smiling. “Is that a girly smirk I see, my Queen?” the c**** f***k laughs when we’re seated. “This is cute as hell. How did you have time to do this and all the other s***t?” I ask. “I had help. Mostly from the wolf you killed in the sacred prayer hall,” he laughs. “Sacred prayer room? I killed a whole lot more in the actual sanctum,” “That happens in almost every generation. What never happens is what you did today. F**ng cannibal. Are you even hungry anymore?” “Yes, but I’d like a toothpick. I still have du*** stuck in my teeth,” I joke but I’m quickly offered a trayThis content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

with toothpicks on it. The King and I both laugh as I reach for it and set it on the table. “Thank you,” “My Queen,” a man bows and steps back. “So, this is going to be your life now,” I turn my attention to him. “Everything is going to be handed to you,” “They take care of the small things so I can ensure they live under the Feral Queen’s decree,” “The what?” “Feral Queen’s decree,” he repeats and waves his hand forward. The boy who handed me the toothpicks gives him a scroll. An actual scroll. “Want to see?” 45 色 09:19 Mon, Oct 28 Chapter 112 “Am I allowed?” I look up at him because it’s wax-sealed. “You’re the Queen, Perry. You never have to ask that again,” he says and hands it to me. I take it and stare down at the King’s official seal. I wipe my hands on my filthy dress and gently lift the wax. I glance at him to see he’s talking to someone else. My eyes fill with tears as I read the ban on wolf trade and the list of names of the wolves that were freed this morning. I flip the page to find a two hundred and fifty million Pawcoin donation to build more housing for orphaned children for KIA families. I drop the scroll when I get to the last page. It’s a full pardon reinstating my father’s position as a solider of the crown. At the bottom is a drawing of the memorial that will be built in our honor in the Alpha King’s courtyard. I really wish I had my hood at the moment. “I think I’m ready for that walk now,” I choke out fighting the anger knotting in my stomach. ready for that walk now,” I choke out fighting the an “Are you sure?” he whispers. “Yes,” my body trembles as I fight my wolf once again. “Or a lot of people are going to die if she gets free here,”