Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)



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A woman is waiting for us when we arrive on the lobby floor. She's not a Lycan, but she is most definitely an alpha female. She has a team of wolves with her and right away, my wolf feels a little more at ease. That is until she turns around to reveal the black tattooed marks that cover half her face, move down to her neck, and cover her entire right arm. They all have the

marks.

"My Lady, this is Calico Waller and her team. She will be asking you some questions regarding your fashion preferences and taking your accurate measurements to have on file, Dr. Alvarez explains.

"You didn't like what I provided for you?" Calico asks.

"No," I answer honestly. "I'm not a f***k"

She smirks and her team all try not to laugh. She waves me to her and motions to the platform that wasn't there before. There are racks of clothing all over the room. Each one has a wolf standing beside it. I step up onto it and she comes over with a measuring strip thing.

"What is your color of preference?" she asks lifting my arms up. They shake when she releases me. She snaps her fingers and two wolves come over to me to hold my arms up.

"Red" I clear my throat feeling a little embarrassed. "But with the new color in my eyes, gold. The base color is up for grabs."

Calico grins and snaps her fingers again. The racks are rearranged as she takes my measurements. I press my lips together because I have to admit that it's really cool that she can do that and they allow it. Are they linked? They're wolves, right? If she snapped at me like that, I'd f***g check her in the mouth. Maybe swing at her hand hard enough to hurt her. See how much she's going to be snapping at me then.

It's one of my biggest pet peeves. Darren used to do that to his assistants and I would always tell him to knock that s**t* off. Sure, we were in a position to do it. Great minds or whatever, but I remember a time when that was me. When I was treated like s***t because I was no one. Just a little orphan girl who could hack the ATMs all over the city. A st**id little wolf no one respected. I earned my place among those who would probably let me snap at them that way, but I'd never belittle anyone. Unless, you know, they deserved it or *f**d up monumentally,

"Bring me dress rack sixteen," she orders and lifts her hand to snap again. I place my hand over hers and shake my head. *

"Do that again in my presence and I will fold your f**g hand in half*, Alpha Calico, I growl. "They're working for you. Building your vision. The least you can do is show them some f**g respect,"

She stares back at me for a moment and then pulls her hand away from mine. She nods and looks away. The two wolves holding my arms up take a couple of steps back and I'm finally able to shake the burning sensation starting to spread through them. I'm also feeling the effects of everything Dr. Alvarez gave me. I admit, that it's helping with the itching.

A metal rack is rolled over to us and she motions for me to go over to it. There are a lot of pretty pieces here. Black, red, purple, and gold. I flip through them liking all of them.

"What do you think?" she asks as I'm reaching the end.

"Yes," I nod and she smiles.

"I can send a schedule and you can pick a piece to be brought up for you,

"What if I just want to take the whole thing up to my room and choose what I want whenever I want?" I ask.

TmShe glances back at Dr. Alvarez nervously and starts to shake her head.

"I don't see why not, we all look up to see the Ki*ng, Silas, and a lean I've never met coming in from the courtyard. I might have met him. He might be **s's assistant.

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"My King" all the wolves get on one knee and bow their heads low with their fists on the floor. I roll my eyes and turn my

attention back to the rack.

"Can I swap some of these out?" I ask. Her head snaps up to me, eyes filled with rage.

"You don't have to ask permission, little wolf. Take what you want, he says looking over some of the things on the rack. He laughs and steps away from them. You're the Queen,"

Dr. Alvarez presses her lips together and looks away from how angry the Alpha is. I sigh and turn my attention to her.

"What?" I demand.

"It's not traditional to-

Tm not traditional, I stop her.

That's what this is. Darren and his mother had an ick about me keeping my clothes in my room too. It took him a while for him to accept that I had a shopping problem when we finally moved in together. We shared a room with Mackenzie but she was born in Red Wood. She was used to it and loved borrowing my things.

"Clearly" she mumbles.

"What is that **it on your face?" I ask her. Her nose flares when the Lycan who r

"My claim marks," she answers. "As a*** *e of the council,"

They do that to your face?" I ask

"Yes,"

"Do you still live on your parklands?"

"No, I belong to the Lycan council,

"How did you come to belong to them?"

"My father sold me to them when I was sixteen,"

may or may not be **s's assistant snorts.

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"If I were you, I'd forget everything he taught you. F**k him and his traditions. I assure you they don't think about following the laws they're bound by. Traditionalists are a dying breed. The world knows that. It's why the new generation kills them the way they do. Why are you so mad? I want all of this and it'll be paid for?"

"There's no guarantee you'll wear everything," she says without looking up at me.

"You see that?" I point at the King. “He has a pampering kink. There's no way in hell I'm not going to wear all of this. And what is left untouched will be returned to you when I'm gone. Deal"

Silas is the only one who laughs. The King's nose flares and his eyes glow, but he doesn't contradict me. Calico stares at me for a moment and then nods.

"Deal, she agrees.

"Your life would be much easier here if you stopped acting like you're going to be able to go back one day, Calico. The marks on your face should have been enough proof that there is no going back. Our people forgot about us. If this is something you love doing here, do it,

"Is that what happened to you? Your people forgot about you?"

"My people will never forget about me. I'm very close to ruining everyone's life, I laugh. "I'm very excited, I look around the 18:13 Thu, Oct 1.

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room taking in the other wolves. "Any of you from Red Wood City or are you from wherever she was from?"

"Red Wood City," one raises her hand. "I'm a big fan. The Local Lu***ic in the Flesh,"

"F***k my life," the King groans. "How viral was that?"

"It's has sixteen billion streams on HowTV, the girl says trying to keep control of her composure. "I didn't know you had been sold. Everyone was told you were just kicked out. I assumed you were moving to Magique City,"

"Nope. I was sold for two hundred k. American dollars," I scoff, A few of the wolves gasp. That's what I said," I laugh. "That's not even enough to buy one of my programs,"

The other alphas wouldn't like to hear that, she adds. 1 spin around and smile at her.

"Do you still have local followers?"

"Yes, we're very popular on their social media platforms, Alpha Calico answers.

"You should take a picture with me, I ***p over to her and show her my new collar. "Make sure you get a good angle of my new dog tag. It has the return to owner information on it,"

"Perry, that can cause an uproar, Silas says.

"I know, I grin when the girl holds up her phone. "Hashtag Local Lu**c becomes a good girl,"

"That is a good hashtag, the girl grins.

Tm Perry by the way. It's nice to meet a fellow ***e," I hold my hand out for her. I hear the King sigh heavily.

"Marcaria, but you can call me Marcy," she shakes my hand.

I broke my phone this morning when I fell on my a*** but I'll send you my information so I can send you pictures of the outfits I'll be wearing. Fairtrade?" I look up at her Alpha.

"It would be better if you post them," she sighs.

"I don't do that. I don't even like taking my picture. You can post them. I don't even have social media accounts. I don't know how they work and for the most part, I've been nothing but a joke on them,"

"I understand," she nods.

"Did you need something, your grace?"

"Hurry up with this," he says annoyed. "Your guy at Lycan Tech isn't being helpful. I prefer if you work with him directly."

"You said ou were going to take care of that,"

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"Well, I changed my ***g mind, Pernicious. Hurry up, he growls.

"If that's the way you're talking to him, you're not going to get anywhere with him. You can talk to me like that all you want. You own me. Nate is doing you a favor. You asked me to be respectful of your people and now I ask you to do the same. You might be the Lycan King but you'll never be the Alpha King. For more reason than one."

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"The Alpha King would never treat his people like this," I glance over at Alpha Calico. “And he sure as f***k would never let his people treat others like this. That's how packs die. Why they fall and never rise again,"

“And where the ****k was he when you were being sold? Where the ***k was your Alpha King when they turned you into the

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Local L***c after your mate died?" he growls.

“Waiting for me to burn the city down with my pardon in hand. Did you think it was Calvin keeping me out of prison the last five years?" I laugh. "Call him and ask, Lycan King. I'm sure he'd love to hear all about my new collar,"

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