Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)

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"He was kind of chill all things considered," he smiles and eats more of the sushi. I'm glad he's enjoying it. "There were two versions of him. At least, to me. He was my dad and then he was my King.

"When he was my dad, he was always cracking jokes. He took care of me when things got out of hand in training. He would always explain to me why he was so hard on me, but I always knew it hurt him. Anything I needed was always provided without me having to ask sometimes. I loved how gentle he was with my mother and then with Annie. His patience with my brother was insane because James did a lot of bad shit trying to impress him.

"There were times when I had to do something equally or more fucked to get my dad's attention off him. I guess the most messed up part was that my father knew exactly what I was doing and he would make James watch him discipline me.

"When he was our King, he was cold and collected. He treated us the same as the other juveniles. Maybe he was a little tougher on my brother and me, but that was only because we were spoiled as hell. Arrogant and we challenged him every chance we got in front of our tutors and other high ranks.

"I think he loved that we gave back as hard as he cracked down on us. I always loved how he was fair with everyone. How he wanted to give everyone what they wanted, but understood that it wouldn't be fair to the next person. I don't ever remember him being mean to him or me without provocation.

"When James told me what he did, I couldn't believe it. My mother confirming it was insane to me. I still don't believe them. There's no way for me to know the truth. I've always been so fucking naive, but there's something very rehearsed about the way the two of them spoke about it,"

Lelear my throat and take a drink trying not to laugh because hell yeah there is. Ally caved when I shut that door. She knew we weren't going to hurt her but she still faked being scared. She spoke with so much clarity and precision. I never brought it up because I really didn't know much about their dynamic and it wasn't my place to say anything. I'm not sure if it is now, but I'm not going to defend either of them.

A new plate is brought over and this one is a little advanced. Raw tuna with caviar over rice. I take one and dip it into the sauce provided. I watch as the King leans in to smell it. I push the sweet sauce over to him and he dips it in lightly before shoving it all in his mouth. He keeps his expression neutral but he has a hard time choking it down. I look up at the chef and give him a subtle shake of my head. He grins and continues to make something else.

"Did you like it?" I ask.

"It was interesting," he says taking a heavy drink from his glass. I take another and continue eating.

"I believe your mom when she said James was different. I've been around Violetta long enough to know the patterns. She is the sweetest fucking girl you'll ever meet one second and the next she's covered in blood with a satisfied smile on her face," "But not the thing about the King and his Beta Prince?"

"It's hard to tell. They silenced all those people for a reason, but not that one. Your father took the throne by force and that makes him the King and you in his place. Even if the council would have looked into your bloodline, the only way they could have done anything about it was to forcibly remove you. The only one stupid enough to have done that was James and the two of them are the last who know the truth,"

""What would

you do in

my place?"

"Me? Personally I laugh.

"Yes,"

"It's hard to say. I have a predicament as big as yours and I'm starting to think that letting go is the only way to protect those I love, I shrug.

"The thing with the wraith?",

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"Fuck no. I know exactly what I want to do with that bitch. I mean looking for my sister and maybe looking into the database to see if there are more of us out there. But then again if I were to expose them, we could be targeted. There are plenty of people out there looking for a chance to eliminate our bloodline from existence. Innocent or not.

"I know the truth now and I guess as the one that was raised by our father it's up to me to protect them the way he did. Then again, there's a part of me that wants to know more. A part of me that's always wanted to be part of something more. It's weird to think about having a family out there.

"I think ignorance is bliss. I respect my father for making a choice that saved her from becoming like him. There is no doubt in my mind that he loved my biological mother and that he took me from them because he knew exactly what they would have raised me to be. I think if he had been given the chance he would have taken me somewhere he thought I would be safe, but there is no place on earth where the Savages wouldn't have found me. I would have been perfectly happy if fucking Godrick wouldn't have opened his big ass mouth,"

"That's very mature of you," he grins. "It's a little unexpected,"

"I didn't have any reason to be before. I was dying. Before that, I didn't want to stop to think about what I was doing. I just wanted more. I wanted to prove I wasn't just some street rat and I wanted to make all the rich little bastards that kicked me while I was down get down on their knees for me. No matter what it took,"

"Well, you did it," he grins.

"I'm also married to a crazy rich bastard now," I add. We both laugh.

"Hey, you made me a crazy rich bastard so, take credit for that," he jokes.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

I turn around feeling something familiar on my skin. The moment I start to scan the people below it goes away. I thoroughly search the windows and find nothing, but the feeling unsettles me. There is only one pair of eyes that's ever made me feel threatened and turned on like this.

"Are you okay?" the King asks.

"Yeah," I clear my throat. "It's just been a while since I've been this exposed,"

"That makes two of us," he nods.

Why would I feel this after all this time? I turn back to the King and try to give him my full attention, but holy shit. My body is itching. I place my hand over the cuff holding his ashes needing to remind myself that he's gone. There's no way that's possible. "What's your favorite color?" I ask looking for a distraction.

Is that my self-destruction poking at me for letting the King in or something more?

"Royal blue," he says confidently. "Like my dad. He had this suit that he looked so badass in it. You killed the person who made it for him

accessorized with gold and I always thought he

"She did make really nice clothes. I think we should raid her shop. I'll wear all those gowns eventually," we both laugh, but the feeling is still there and for the first time in my life, I hate it. Another plate is brought over to us. Something a little lighter. "Do you have any eel back there?"

"Yes," the chef nods.

I think you'd make the perfect Unagi," I smile.

"You got it," he bows. "Unagi for the pretty princess,"

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My heart skips a beat as I watch him walk back to the bar. I glance back at the windows behind me once again. That's two and I don't believe in two coincidences like this. Darren has been the only asshole who's ever called me a pretty princess. I'd question my sanity, but we've established I lost it a long time ago. My evil radar is on fire and I don't think I should ignore it with the King sitting right next to me like a