Wolf Bait (Perry and Jonas) novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 

The way he’s looking at me after that terrible fucking confession melts my evil little heart and I want nothing more than to waterboard his dumb ass brother. The tickets look legit, but it is yet to be determined. They could be really good forgeries Especially for seats like this.. 

“You have the soul of a dirty old grandpa,” the King shakes his head. 

“Do I or am I just young and dumb, you old prude,” I shoot back. We both laugh. 

It did feel like we started rough. He was stunned by how good I look in this. Shit, same. This is probably the third most expensive dress I’ve ever worn. I’m still really sad about having ruined my beautiful wedding dress and then I went and killed whatever her name was. That reminds me. I should ask James if he was screwing her. Even if he wasn’t, I stand by my choice. I would have killed her in this form. More violently. 

I was nervous until he told me that this was his first time doing this as well. It makes sense to me. He’s the King. Girls probably threw themselves at him growing up. I used to hate the Calvin fan girls. If he wasn’t giving Morgan a tough time his fembots were. Coveting is one of the many universal languages and it makes for some pretty weird scenarios, like this 

one. 

There’s one good place to get fine dining in Nova and the building is under construction. There’s no sign and the outside still has the wrap and tape to start painting. However, as we pull up, there is valet. 

The King’s driver doesn’t let the valet come near the car. He’s out and at our door before the guy can even leave the hut where he keeps his keys. The kid looks like he’s maybe seventeen. His face pales when he sees us get out of the car. He lowers his gaze immediately and bows. I tip his chin when we reach him and slip a fifty into his red coat. 

He’s an omega. I can smell the sweetness coming off him. He doesn’t dare look up at us as we continue inside. The owner, Mikhail Oliver rushes out to greet us. I know him. He’s kicked me and Violetta out of here a couple of times, but not today. 

He looks between us and stutters as he tries to speak with the King who is taking the lead. I stand behind him hoping no one recognizes me. He passes us off to one of the beta females and she leads us to a private booth on the second floor. She’s around my age and keeps her eyes low when she’s in front of us. Even as she takes our drink orders. Her tone is neutral and polite. 

The inside is magnificent. The Japanese decor is authentic and very traditional. A sushi chef comes in and begins to explain what he specializes in. The King doesn’t seem to know what’s going on and I reach out placing my hand over his. His eyes snap to our hands and then me. 

“Hajimete no taiken desu,” I explain that it’s his first time at a place like this. He bows his head and promises to take it easy on him. 

“I didn’t know you spoke-” 

“Japanese,” I offer. 

“I didn’t want to be racist,” he shrugs. 

“I speak six languages, but this one I learned so I can watch Naruto without subtitles.” 

“Have you ever been to Japan?” 

“No, not my region. When I was sent out, the old man sent me to European countries. France, Germany, Italy, and Spain. I lied, seven languages. I forget Spanish and Portuguese aren’t the same,” 

“Das ist sehr cool,” he smirks. 

“Ich denke gerne,” I laugh. “Jake paid for my education and I dont like disappointing him,” 

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Chapter 174 

You don’t like disappointing anyone but yourself,” he quietly. 

“True. The biggest kick in the ball is betraying yourself for something that was never worth it. That’s my jam 

“I don’t know, I think it’s taken you to some pretty great places. There is always something positive in our betrayals, 

“Name one?” 

“I got to meet you,” he says. 

I’m about to call him out on his sappy shit when our drinks are brought out. I sip my orange pop and watch as the chef brings us tempura shrimp rolls topped with spicy tuna. 

“Have you ever used chopsticks?” I ask reaching for my own. He shakes his head. 

“I’m not big on sushi,” 

“You’re not big on sushi or you’ve never tried sushi?” I ask. The chef chuckles from behind his bar. 

“I’ve never tried it,” 

“You have amazing sushi in Cliffside. It was the first thing I tried when I was unleashed on your people,” I hold up my technique to teach him out to do it. He positions the sticks in his hand and I reach for a piece. He has to try a couple of times before he finally gets it. 

“I know a lot about what you do, but not a lot about you. Aside from the Hello Kitty shit, what else are you 

into?” 

“Don’t laugh but I curated a first date topics list,” I place my phone between us. We both laugh when the list comes on. “Mm, I should have prepared too,” he laughs. “This one. What’s your favorite color?” 

“Teal,” 

“Not gold?” he grins. 

“No, I like the aesthetic for black and gold, but my favorite color of all time is teal. It’s the color of my mother’s eyes. In the sun they looked like sea glass. I was always jealous that I didn’t inherit it. Now I know why,” I smile. 

“Tell me about her. You already know my mom,” 

“Your mom is cool as hell. Given who you guys are, it’s fitting. She’s a Queen. My mother was-” I take a drink of my pop and gather my thoughts. “She was gentle. Soft–spoken and very patient. When I started going off on my own, I used to tell myself that I never wanted to be weak like her. 

“Her way of winding down was cooking. She made the best red velvet cupcakes in the world. The middle was always filled with cheesecake. And the cream cheese frosting she topped them with was to die for. She made them for me every year for my birthday. Even after my dad died and she was fighting back her wolf,” 

“Do you miss her?” he asks quietly.