Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 141 "Perry-"

"Mack," I growl stopping her in her tracks. "Nothing you say is going to change anything. In the same way nothing I say about your situation is going to deter you from what you want. Drop it

"I just don't understand why you would choose to stay. You were free the moment you woke up after that fuck murdered you," she shouts catching the attention of those passing by. "I asked him to kill me, Kenzie. He fulfilled his obligation to me knowing it was going to fuck his life up. You don't get to come into my life after leaving for five years to question my choices. I went feral. Completely and I had to fight it off. I would have deteriorated sooner without him.

"What is it that you would have liked me to do? What do you want? Because I know there is no real concern for me in these little outbursts, Kenz. What do you need from me?"

She takes a step back. Her eyes are turning black with rage, and I understand what she needs. It was the one thing I hated Darren for. When she would royally fuck up, he would beat the living shit out of her and keep her from leaving the house for days. She'd learn her lesson and wouldn't repeat her offense.

"I-" she stares back at me as tears fill her eyes. Frustratedly, she rubs her face and turns away.

"I'm not going to fuck you up like Dare used to. That's not who I am or how you should have ever been treated. You're an adult now. That's not how shit works, Kenz. I can get you help," I hate it when she cries. I wrap my arms around her. "can put your skills to work, but you have to want it. I'm sorry I sent you away. I just have a lot going on, right now. So much is changing really fast. Let me figure out how we're going to move forward. I'm not going anywhere. Just bear with me for a little longer,"

"I feel sick," she cries and spins around to hug me. I tighten my hold on her. "In my head and my body. It's all wrong,"

"I know. That's exactly how I feel," I whisper. I give her a moment to compose herself and wipe her tears when she steps back. "We're going to be okay,"

"How do you know?"

"We have to be. We don't have a lot of options," I laugh.

"Why are you so tall now? You dyed your hair?"

"No, it's the changes from the shift. It's weird, right?"

"A little," she looks me over. "But you are kind of hotter,"

"Thanks. That makes me feel better," I say sarcastically.

I point out some of my favorite vantage points as we get up to the dome. Her mood shifts when we arrive. She steps to me as Roy's scent gets clearer as I walk her up the ramp. There he is in all his superficial glory. closer

Royce Devlyn is a handsome man. His aura screams royalty and so does his commanding voice as he gives orders on the main floor. He pauses when he sees the two of us approaching. He greets me with a polite nod and then his eyes land on her. I clear my throat, and he looks up at me.

"Jo told me you would be stopping by sooner or later," he sneers.

"Well, make yourself useful and show me what you're working on." I meet his challenge. He grins and as he nods his head toward the mainframe table in the middle of the platform.

"I didn't change much. You-have a solid build here," he changes the tabs and pulls up the plans to get more domes up and running.

Without hesitation, Mackenzie starts moving things around to her liking. He opens his mouth, probably to tell her to stop, but I hold my hand up.

"Make your way around the place. Tell me stylus.

"Everything," she mutters and walks off.

what needs fixing," I take my tablet from my desk and hand it to her with my

"Show me the numbers," I urge him. He looks after her and then at me.

"Is she okay?"

"She's fine. I'm going to ask you not to approach her politely. Will you grant me that?"

"She's mine," he growls lowly.

"The last thing she needs is for you to push her. Mack is different. More than I am and you've seen what I can do,"

"Will you help me with her?" he asks a little defeated.

I want to tell him to fuck off. I want to do what the king wants to do with me, but it's not my business how Mack treats her mating. It's not my place to have a say even if I want her to have this connection. Even if Roy might be the key to her happiness. I won't force her to accept this.

"I can't promise that. She's in a dark place at the moment. I know it's not fair for me to ask you to be patient. But she's my sister and what she wants is my priority. Jonas told me about Lycan mating laws, and I'll be sure to inform her of them. You shouldn't get your hopes up, but if you're willing to fight for her. I'd start preparing,"

He stares back at me for a bit before he looks down at the table. He swallows hard enough for me to hear it over the noise around us. That's a terrible thing to say to someone who has probably longed for this his entire life, but Mackenzie needs room to heal. Time to gather her thoughts and feelings about Hunter before he can pursue anything close to mating with her.

"As my Queen, I trust your judgment and instincts. You have my respect and trust. So I ask. If you were in my position, would you stand down or would you fight for her?"

"I'm not and have never been the kind of person that stands down. As her sister, I know exactly the kind of person she is. The good and bad. And I can tell you that the bad outweighs the good most days. But the good in her is worth every headache. She'll sneak up on you. She'll never lie. She doesn't know how. And her truth is bones deep painful. She's worth the war she wages, Roy.

"You're not getting some cute little she-wolf. Intelligence at her level is difficult to manage. More curse than gift. It's lonely and consuming. If I were in your position, I'd watch her. I'd get to know all the creepy little details. That's what she does. She then uses it as a weapon against you. Just make sure your arsenal is just as powerful as hers,"Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Jo is easy to manage," he says bringing up the updated global charts for Obsidian Corp and Lycan Tech. "He's never had real love or trust. He doesn't know how to be cared for. Maybe it's something you can help with,"

"I know exactly what my King needs. I've known it from day one when he asked me to save his people without any regard to his own well-being. Who do you think helped raise your mate? Every bit of information is ammunition. I'm prepared for what comes next. He's not the problem,"

Then what's the problem?" he asks.

"Me," I tap at the screen opening up the account files to show him what he needs to be doing. "I'm the fucking problem."