Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

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The King ruins my good mood by patting my head. I pull away and the** smirks at me knowingly. He leaves and I override his profile so that I can use it. All I need is the code for the voiceover. I bring the entire system online I should probably send the others home until we can get them an 11. Just as I am about to say something. Silas barges in and does it for me.

"He needs you," he points at the door.

"Where am I going?" that was fast.

"Hold on let me get some stuff, he raises his hand before running up the walkway

This blows, I really wanted to use the computer. I don't think leaving it alone is a very good idea, right now. What if he has accomplices "Should we leave someone here?"

"Yeah, the King set up a group of guards outside when you told me you were going to start building it. He had a team on you at the blacksmith's as well,"

That was the sense of calm I was feeling. He told me he was going to do that. I don't know what to think about my wolf not picking up on that or just simply refusing to acknowledge it. She's usually on her toes. She's become complacent. Letting me take the lead. I think we can both admit that I'm not very good at this whole being in charge thing and she doesn't seem to care in the slightest

I expect Silas to lead us back to the castle, but we go in a completely new direction. Between the village and the steps up to the courtyard, there is a wall of stone that looks as if they couldn't drill through.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

I follow him around the stone to be greeted by two massive wooden doors. Two huge iron knockers are hanging in the middle. They're shaped to look like Lycan faces. There's an iron strip of metal decorating the bottom of the doors with a design similar to the ones tattooed on me,

Silas reaches for one and knocks on the giant door as if the knocker didn't weigh anything. His hand looked so small against the bottom of the k***b where he placed it to knock. The door is pulled open by Jordan who motions us inside.

"Mysterious double doors behind the stone," I whisper to myself "That is way cool,"

"This is where the hunters work. Nothing mysterious about this place, Jordan laughs.

"Way to keep me out of my delusion, Jordan," I roll my eyes. He grins. "Is Jacob here!"

My voice annoyingly bounces in the high vacant ceilings of the reinforced stone. Steel frames make sure the place doesn't cave in. I place my hand on the smooth stone where it was drilled to make the tunnels of the hunting headquarters. Not living in the city has its perks. This looks like something the League of Evil Villains would build so Lex Luthor can organize organized crime to his liking.

"I am actually," Jacob is standing at the end of the hall holding a big brown file. "I was wondering when you were going to find your way down here."

"King's orders," I say rushing over to him. He laughs patting my head with the file. L'an sure the king has told him about the rules. Especially in front of this many people. This feels so wrong. I've missed him so much. "How have you been?

"Good. It's not as quiet as you might think," he holds up his big fic

"Cool. Keeping busy."

"I hear you've been hanging out with the local blacksmith. What are you making?

"Pernicious," the King's voice raises the hair on the back of my neck.

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"I'll try to catch up with you later," I wave at him.

I see the anger in his eyes, but he says nothing as I follow behind Silas and Jordan. I can't even have a normal conversation when he's around and it's so annoying. Maybe I can come here when I'm testing to see how good Jordan is at guarding me. I've only been able to lose him twice. He yelled at me, it was great. The open

floor is beautiful and very modern. The hunters are all watching me as if I were a criminal and maybe they're right too. I've certainly crossed that boundary several times and it's not a secret here anymore. I've seen the papers and the way some of the people stare at me. It kind of follows me everywhere.

The king's eyes stay on me until I'm standing in front of him. He takes my hand and begins to lead me further away from the exit. I don't see any windows or any other exits as we move forward.

Suddenly, doors surround us. Not like the pretty one we walked through to get in here. These are definitely cells. Re-enforced steel- thick bulletproof glass. My wolf is now very much awake as the silver used in the steel amplifies my senses urging me to get away. "So, this is where you keep your prisoners," I say lowly. The echo in here still carries my voice loudly for everyone to hear. "Yes," the King answers.

The doors begin to change as we round a corner. There are glass windows between these. Heavily tinted, but I can still see the tables and chairs inside. For the most part, they're all empty. That is until we get to the end of this tunnel The light is on and a woman is sitting alone in the room. This is an interrogation suite. I guess my question now is, what the f***k am I doing here?