Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 195

That sick fuck put the hybrids there to shake us. The vampires food down to the lower levels to make sure the sublevels are clear. I’m having a hard time with the scent of fear and blood in the air. My instincts are hyperaware of everything around me and if I’m not careful I can hurt someone I’m not supposed to.

“Approaching the main lab,” Violetta says through the coms. “Secor six has been cleared,”

The others follow until there’s just me. I step through the final tunnel entrance to find the others and their teams waiting for me. Violetta meets my eyes from across the room and nods. 1 drop my guns and reach under my vest for the falcata hidden underneath.

“Perry,” James calls out behind me. I hold my hand up and make a fist.

“Let us take care of this,” Roman growls. “It’s kind of personal,”

“Take the high ground ladies,” Knightly steps forward. “We’ll clear the path to him,”

“Stay with them, Ramona” Violetta orders. “Go left, Terabyte,”

I look back at the King. His eyes focus on me and I smile at him. He’s covered in blood. His pupils are huge and his breathing is labored. The same look he gets just before coming. Im hoping he understands the addiction of this and makes up with his dumb ass brother once and for all. He pulls the ski mask off his head and tries to step forward.

“I have to go,” I put my hand up to stop

him.

“We’re supposed to do this together,” he shakes his head.

“Perry,” Violetta growls. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“We are, but this is something I have to do with them. He’s taken enough from us. In case I don’t-”

“Don’t,” he takes another step forward. “Don’t do this,”

“In case I don’t come back. I want you to know that I love you,”

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The worry on his face drains away. His pupils shrink down and anger takes its place. It brings a smile to my face because this is almost the same scenario we were in the last time I said it to him. Moments before he pushed his claws through my chest missing my heart.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he growls.

“I forgive you by the way,” I shrug.

“Forgive me? Or what?”

“Don’t stand there and act like you didn’t know what was happening to me,” I laugh. “You knew. It’s why you didn’t take my heart. Out of all the things I should love about you, that’s my favorite. How fucking selfish you are. Even if it kills you inside. So as long as you get what you want. That’s what makes you the perfect king,”

“That makes two of us, you tiny fucking terrorist,” he smirks.

“I guess it does,” I crouch down and look over at Violetta.

“Go,” she shouts.

I push off the ground. Using my shoulder I break through the vent above me and crawl toward the center of the main lab. I can hear the guys trying to break through the doors below. Once in the middle, Violetta and I crouch over the vent.

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Below, there are several scientists and a lot more guards. Inside of the glass tubing where Darren arid I put the supercomputer is the old man and a handful of teens. Likely those who he wanted to be our replacements. She looks up at me knowingly and shakes her head. Hunter and a little girl are with them. I’d recognize that kid anywhere without having seen him before. He’s the spitting image of Darren the first time ever laid eyes on him.

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guys finally pry the doors open and they start to fire on the guards and the lab coats trying to get out of the way. Violetta gives me a playful shove as we crawl further towards the glass tube.

“How do we get this open?” she asks.

“We have to apply pressure between the glass layers,”

“I’m small but I’m not that small, bitch,” she shakes her head.

“I got it. You take care of the-” I sigh and shut my eyes not able to bring myself to say it. She places her hand on my shoulder.

“This is the last time,” she whispers. “Live or die. It ends here,”

“I’m sorry I pushed away. I shouldn’t have said-” she covers my mouth with her filthy hand and I slap it away. “Gross. You’ve got blood on your hands,

“Just don’t do it again. I get it. You’re forgetting who my father is she bumps her forehead to mine. “I loved Darren. You know I did, but this one. I will give him whatever he wants for bringing you back to us. Even if he is a Lycan. Get the glass. Watch for six,”

“Six is here?”

“Six is always here,” she rolls her eyes. “Keep an eye out,”

I pull the vents up and slide down to straddle the glass. It’s two thick bulletproof layers of why the fuck did I choose the best material for this shit? The speaker catches my attention and I look down to see the old man staring back at me. His eyes are blood red with rage.

“What are you doing, Pernicious?” he growls. His voice echoes all around us. “Look at what you’ve done! Everything we’ve

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top worked so hard to create. Ruined and over what? A boy?” Finally I’m able to peel off a big piece of the plaster to pop piece of the glass open. “Are you listening to me?”

I tap my ear and shake my head. “Not a single fucking word,” I put my hand up to ask him to give me a minute.

I pull the velcro on my vest’s pockets and show him the C4 brick before dropping it in between the glass. I lower my body and crawl into the small space between the ceiling and the glass. I take out a second brick from my other pocket and begin to peel back the plaster again.

“We have created the future together. You were never supposed to turn into one of them! This is your home. Your family. You have betrayed everything you vowed to-”

I look down when Violetta drops into the room behind him and starts hacking away at the new guys. I continue to drop the bricks and once I have them, I find another vent to get out of the way of the blast.

There’s not a lot of space up here and I’m finding it difficult to wiggle my way back in the direction we came from. Sure, I have a nice fat ass now, but at what cost? I’m definitely not going to be able to continue stealth missions anymore.

When I feel I’m far enough away, I reach for the detonator in my pocket. I hold it up and pop the top.

“Fuck,” I growl when something sharp hits my hand and I drop the detonator. “Six, you fucking bitch,”

“You are bitch,” he growls from somewhere.

Six aka Han Bailey is the last of the former Knights of the KNAVE. The guy has been on American soil since he was twenty-

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four and still hasn’t lost the Korean accent. He lost everything in his escape from North Korea and found his place beside the old man giving him his undying loyalty.

The falcón uses him as his personal guard. I bet that it was this piece of shit that sent those two gorgons after me. This is the guy who trained Darren. Why baby became such a bastard in the eyes of the others. I guess that Darren exceeded his place among them and the old man did what he did best when something didn’t go his way.

I feel around for the detonator when a creek makes me look up.

“Don’t-”

I’m not able to finish when the vent gives in and I fall several stories. I shut my eyes bracing myself for impact but it never

comes.

“That would have hurt, baby,” I look up to see the king with his hand out.

“You caught me,” I laugh and quickly feel around for the detonator.

As soon as my hand is around it again, the King is pushed out of the way and the vent he had been holding up hits the ground and I drop the fucking detonator again. I scream when something wraps around my ankle and pulls me in the opposite direction away from the device.

“Traitor,” Six shouts, ripping me out of the vent. I lift my leg and kick the shit out of his arm and he releases me. “You never deserved Darren! He was perfect,”

“I’m not going to argue with you there, but you’re giving Elton John and if you knew Darren. You know he was the world’s biggest homophobe ever,”

He roars angrily and charges at me, but is intercepted by James and Jordan.

“Go,” James shouts.

I turn around and scramble back into the vent until I reach the detonator. I hit the little red button. The entire structure shakes as I pull myself out of the vent. It cracked. The glass cracked. All I need to do is pull it apart.

“It didn’t break. Violetta is in there,” Roman shouts.

“Shut the fuck up,” I growl and stumble over the rubble and bodies until I get to the glass. Violetta’s eyes meet mine and I point up to the vent she fell through. She grabs Hunter and tosses him up. The little girl with them follows. She jumps up as I slam my hands against the glass cracking it further. “Look at me!” I shout slamming my hands on the shattered glass again. The old man spins around to face me. “It’s fucking over!”