Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas)



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My arms ache as I hit four hundred pushups. My arms are getting re*ady to f*****ng explode if I don't stop b*ut my urge to drink is even stronger,

Tears slide *down my face as 1 shakily lower my body again. I cry out when I try to go back up but they won't let me. My belly finally hits the floor. My ripped t-shirt soaks in the sweat puddle under me and I *ly start to cry. I stretch my arms out to my sides before they start to cramp

All I can think about is needing a drink. Even after not having any in almost two weeks. My mouth and throat feel f*ng dry. My body is trembling. I knew the King had taken this into himself and he's been trying to get back into my head all day. But I don't trust him anymore and neither does Crystal. She growls in my head every time we feel him pushing against my barriers

"My lady," Dr. Alvarez runs into my room and kneels in front of me. “Are you hurt?"

"No." I groan into the floor. "I was doing pushups and my arms stopped working."

"Is this a side effect of hibernation?"

"No, it's a side effect of st*ity. I lift my head up enough to rest on my chin so I meet her eyes.

"I don't have anything for that," she smirks making me laugh. "You're all sweaty and gross,"

"Mhm." I nod. I was exersising."

Would you like some help getting into the shower? The stylist is here for your profiling and measurements. You have to come down because just a few select are allowed on this floor,"

"I got it. I don't have anything else to wear though,"

"I have your change of clothes here. The King did rip your tops, she points at a shopping bag.

"Thank you, Dr. Alvarez. You are amazing."

"You can call me Oz"

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"Short for Opal Zafrine,"

"Oz it is," I nod. "Would it be weird for you to call me Perry and not my lady? Where I come from saying this is my lady means I'm your girlfriend," Her eyes grow round like saucers and she turns a very pretty shade of pink.

"I am so sorry I didn't realize, she covers her mouth shaking her head.

"It's fine," I try to get up but my arms don't want to move.

"I can help, she reaches for me.

"No. I got myself into this, I'll get myself out, I roll onto my back and sit up before turning onto my knees and standing without my s***id arms. Take that alcoholism jitters. "See, I got

"I can turn the water on for you. How do you take it?"

“Cold. I just did a full-body workout,"

"That can be harmful if you don't take the rigla steps to cool down,"

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"Can't keep the stylist waiting. I remind her. She groans and nods as she takes the shopping bag she brought with her sets it on the counter and starts the water for me.

"Would you like help getting out of your clothes?" she whispers.

"No, I'm good." I laugh.

"What about getting clean?" she asks.

I got it. Oz. The cold water helps."

"I'll be right outside the door, my-I mean Perry. If you need anything just call out, she sings and spins around to leave. She pauses at the door and glances back at me. "Sorry, I'm new at being a private doctor for adults. I used to be a pediatrician."

"You're fine." I laugh.

I like Dr. Alvares. On top of being smart and super hot. She's absolutely f***g awesome. She's kind of Mack's type. Mack would love Dr. Alvarez being a private doctor for adults for her all day. Maybe I should try to track her down for our final goodbye. She didn't think I was waking up from that coma. It's how Darren ended up in a jar. I left a note when I sent her money for the first time after waking up. All I got was an I love you. I'm glad you didn't die.

My arms tried to protest my shower, but surprisingly, Crystal was very accommodating. I guess what the kid said got to both of us and now that there's an actual task at hand, she's happy for us to stop thinking about it. I rinse myself off a few times before I dry up and open the shopping bag. I smile at the high-waisted denim shorts and the red crop top that says, I BITE in big black gothic letters. At the bottom is a shoe box with the S****k*y Girl logo that is kind of a Batman rip off but not really. I open the box to find a pair of custom black hightops with bats and little crescent moons. There's also a note. *

Sorry, my sister made you cry. FYI she might do it again so you can at least pass your research to her. She's not going to drop it. She can be a real a*e when she wants something. She looks cute, but she's not. All respect, Lillies.

"Thanks," I whisper to myself and slip on the black socks with the lace around the top before putting on the shoes. I have a pair of these. They're swamp monster-themed

"Better?" Dr. Alvarez asks holding up a glass of water and a small plastic cup with pills in it. These should help with the soreness. The red ones are b- 12 and the others, don't tell the King I gave you something strong for the pain. You're going to need it once you warm up again.”

"Thank you," I clear my throat. "What is it?"

"Codine," she whispers.

Tm only taking half. I've never been good with pharmaceuticals

"Sure, I'll break it, she takes one of the white tablets and goes over to the vanity.

"What's the other stuff?"

"The small one is Xanax and the gel tablets are vitamins to help with your-" she lowers her gaze.

"Itching

"Is that what you

"Yes,

you want to call it?"

"With your itching. However, you might want to reconsider because it sounds like a different kind of problem,"

"Maybe it'll help the King stay off me," I shrug and toss the pills in my mouth..

"I can provide an excellent excuse for that," she comes back with half the pill.

"I was joking. He's actually-" I pause looking up at her. "It won't be necessary,

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"I was there when he was born and I've been his doctor his entire life. You have nothing to be ashamed of. I know he is the prototype of a true Lycan male,"

The way she said it made me glance over at Crispy. He used to say that. He used to tell me that the only way he could ever live was to be the prototype of what he was best at. Everything he did had to be absolutely perfect. Down to being a mate. He'd spoil me and never failed to tell me he loved me even when I didn't deserve it. Esepcially when I didn't deserve it.

But there were times when he could be cruel. When he made me stare back at the repercussions of my actions. He never once helped me fix anything. He'd always make me do it myself and he'd sit there with me even if it meant staying up for days. He would say if he put in everything. it would go without saying that his mate would do the same.

Darren would be so disappointed in what I've become. I know I am. The only thing I am the prototype of is the pernicious way I've lived my life from the start. My mother was right to give me such a st**d name. I've only ever harmed and destroyed. Death follows me wherever I go and I only pray that this is the final stop before I can finally rest.

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