Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

Chapter 57 The plaza is hidden somewhere in the hills past the Blue Moon pack and it’s crowded. After cleaning myself up in the car, I think the drive was a total of forty minutes. The “wedding planner” is a woman. She’s dressed in a ho***al striped pantsuit. There is absolutely nothing under her blazer. Her hair is up in a braid and pinned around the back of her head like a halo. These women are ridiculously gorgeous. Her silver eyes are very unsettling. The scar cut down her right eye says she wasn’t always a wedding planner. “My King,” she greets the King with a bow and I try not to laugh when she shows a bit of what she’s got under her jacket. I don’t see a mark anywhere so she’s unmated. “Debora,” he greets her. “I think I should set aside some of these dresses if you’re going to continue bringing these things here,” she says looking down at me like I’ve got germs. “Why don’t you do your f****g job with your pouty d***k-s***g lips shut, ***h,” I growl. Her mouth falls open and the King looks away trying to hide his amusement. I step closer to her and shut her mouth. “Like this,” “Don’t touch me, dog,” she growls pulling away from me. wy “Or what?” I reach down to button her blazer. All seven buttons. “Hmm? What are you going to do?” “All right. You’ve made your point, Little Wolf,” the King wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me away from her. “Show us what you’ve got, Debora,” “Yes, my King,” she bows her head to him and turns around to lead us into the bridal shop. The walls are a pretty soft pink. Decorated with shoes and bridal tiaras. They look expensive as hell. There are huge beautiful dresses on display along the walls in various colors. Red, pink, gold, silver, teal, royal blue, and white. The King places his hand on my lower back and pushes me to follow. I never considered getting married. It never crossed my mind. I was a f****g kid when I was mated. The way I lived my life, it just wasn’t something that crossed my mind and it’s not something wolves

with fated mates do. It’s something that arranged matings do and it’s not an easy thing to consider. “Do I really have to do this?” I whisper looking up at the King “Yes,” he gives me a single nod. “Didn’t you ever want to marry your mate?” “I don’t think either of us thought of something this ridiculous,” I sigh. over “Maybe your mate wasn’t as perfect as you think he was then,” he says and pushes me forward again. I almost stumble, but keep my footing not wanting to let this b***h laugh at me. She stops at the glass desk and motions us to take a seat on the moon chairs in front of her. There are several magazines on the table between us. “What colors were you considering?” she asks. I’m not sure if she’s talking to me or him. “Black and gold,” he answers when I don’t. “Royal wedding colors?” she asked surprised. “Is there a problem?” he asks. She immediately shakes her head and sorts through the magazines before sliding a few of them in my direction. “I was thinking pink and gold,” I tell him. 1/4 ࿄ས3 55%= 09:58 Fri, Oct 18 Chapter 57 “No,” “No?” I laugh reaching for the first one. “No,” he repeats. “I thought you wanted a princess,” “Pernicious,” he growls making me laugh again. “Sir, I must remind you of tradition. Once you marry with the royal colors. You will not be allowed to do it again should anything happen to-” she looks over at me. “I am aware of our traditions, Debora,” he brushes her off. “I just think wasting tradition on a sla-” we both jump when his hand slaps the top of the table

shattering it. “We’re going to be taking our business elsewhere,” he says and grabs my arm to lift me off the chair. “I think we should stay,” I place my hand over his. “If you think I’m being an a***le to you, I’ll show you just how much I hold back because you’re cute,” He stares back at me. His anger visibly fades and he releases me. He leans in grazing his lips to mine. “If you get a pink dress you will walk down the council aisle naked, Pernicious. Do Yes, sir. Loud and clear,” I nod. you understand?” “Do whatever you want. I’ll be back in a couple of hours,” he turns to leave and stops in the middle of the shop before turning to look at me. “Try not to kill her, Perry. I let you get away with it once. It won’t be happening again. Yes?” “Yes,” I agree. He clears his throat. “Yes, my King,” “Good girl,” he growls and storms out. “You made a mess,” I turn around to face the wedding planner. “Clean this shit up. I’ll be over here,” her nose flares as she stares back at me with contempt. “And get me something to drink. The King got a little carried away in the back seat of car earlier,” my I take the moon chair I was sitting in and drag it away from the glass. I grab a few of the magazines she set out for me and take a seat. “What would you like to drink, my lady?” she asks angrily. “Something sweet. No coffee. No liquor. The King is particular about what I put in my body. Do you have a marker? Something I can write on this with,” “We don’t write in the magazines,” “There is no we. Get me what I want,” I growl. Two other girls come out of the back and start cleaning up the mess while she leaves to get me a drink. One of them comes over and offers me a black marker.

“My lady,” she says softly. She looks very young. Pretty platinum blonde hair. Her baby blue eyes are as beautiful as the sky itself. “Thank you, Sweetie,” I smile at her. She bows politely and goes over to the other woman to help her clean up the glass. 2/4 3 ܀%54 +5 09:58 Fri, Oct Chapter 57 The King is digging his grave just as deep as mine with these gestures. I flip through a couple of the magazines and find nothing that catches my attention. I get up and walk around the shop looking at the dresses on display. What the f** am I supposed to do here? I don’t know anything about weddings or dresses. I’ve never even worn something this- I don’t even know a word for it. “Here you go. Passion fruit and lemonade,” Debora returns with a huge cup. “Take the first drink,” I tell her. “What for?” “Take the first drink, Debbie. A nice big one for me, Gorgeous,” I growl. She stares at me for a moment and then sticks the straw through the lid and does as I ask. “If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t need to poison you,” she says offering it to me. I take it and drink out of the same straw. “I don’t know. You seem like a snake,” I say and let out a heavy sigh. “I don’t know how to be a girl. Not like this,” I point at the red dress in front of me. “I’m a huntress. Mated young. Expert in coding and tech building,” “You were mated before now?” she asks softly. “Yeah,” “No wedding?” “Wolves only do that with their chosens,” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“You lost your fated?” she whispers. “Help me choose something to the King’s standards. I could have let him walk, you know. But you seem to know what you’re doing. Let’s plan this fake wedding and save your insanely absurd race,” “Do you have a preference?” “Nope. I do love the black and gold though. And sparkles. I love sparkles,” “Look at that,” she sneers. “There’s a girl in there after all. Follow me,” She led me to the back area where the two of the girls had come from. I feel like I should probably be cautious but the worst thing they could do is kill me. The walls are lined with hundreds and hundreds of gowns and I can’t help but feel nervous. I’m supposed to choose one? How? They’re all so pretty. “Here is my collection of royal gowns,” she says almost bitterly. “You made these?” I ask looking around. “All of them?” “All of them,” she nods. “What do you care if I wear one of these black and gold ones?” I ask as I sort through them. “I’ve designed the last three gowns of actual Queens of my race,” she says tightly. “You are not one of them. You’re a sl****e,” “Mm,” I nod. “Well, this **e is going to do what none of your other queens have been able to do. Not even the former. So, I don’t know. Maybe show a little more appreciation?” “Even if the King keeps you. You’ll always be this, wolf,” she points at my arm. “Even if you produce a powerful heir. Even when you save us. You’ll never be more. You’ll never be less. Not that you can be less,” 3/4 09:58 Fri, Oct 18