Prince Reagan

Chapter 5

A Bite In The Bedroom

Turns out, I’m in an impressively large penthouse and

not in Canada.

The round walls, floor to ceiling, are mostly made of

windows that give a beautiful view of the city with the

curtains pulled open. The wide-spaced sitting room has two

large curved sofas with grey, white and black cushions neatly

arranged on it. The hardwood floor is smooth, and the

ceiling is sky-high. There’s a bar at the back and a spiral

staircase leading upstairs.

Reagan pulls me to the stairs while stare at everything

in awe. Reagan. I like the sound of that name.

My eyes shifting from one spot to another when I heard

him say.

“The rest are probably asleep by now.” I turn to him

then.

“You’ll get to meet them tomorrow.”

“The rest?” I ask as we emerge into a long hallway. Our

light footsteps are the only things that can be heard as we

walk further to stop in front of a large door,

I think it’s the master’s bedroom as it’s at the end of the

hallway, and its door is larger than the rest.

“My friends.” He swifily turns the knob and pushes it open for me to walk in.

I take in how widely spaced the bedroom is a king-sized

bed in the middle laid with grey and white bedsheets. The

Lighting here is dim, and the grey walls make it look darker. The curtains are drawn close with only the bedside lampon,

I can see there are two other doors across the room that I

imagine leads to a bathroom and walk-in closet.

The whole design and decoration of the house is

extravagant but has a hint of elegance to it.

And Reagan’s sont is more evident here. It’s swirling

around the room and into my nostrils, filling my mind with

different erotic thoughts.

I turn when I hear the bedroom door lock and see

Reagan walk further into the room towards me.

*Uh..where will be sleeping?” I ask, warily watching

him.

“Here, of course.” He answers matter of fact as he walks

past me to flop on the bed, and he begins to take off his shoe

“And you?” i nervously ask, dreading the answer.

He halts in his movement to look up at me with a

perfect eyebrow c

  1. d. My palms begin to sweat as I wait for

his answer

“Here, also.”

“But that‘s not possible!” I speedily protest with my eyes wide open in fear. If we sleep in this room together, I’m

not sure I’ll be pure anymore come morning.

Reagan swiftly pulls off his last shoe before standing up

to tower over my small frame as he walks closer. His stance

and aura are intimidating, making me take a step back.

“Let’s get one thing straight. Just because I didn’t mark

and claim you in front of everyone when I first saw you, it

doesn’t mean I’m going to be giving you any space. I’m only letting you walk free without my bite on your pretty little neck because your wolf is still going through heartbreak.”

By now, my back is against the wall as he keeps coming

closer to me, and I have nowhere else to go.

He traps me with one of his hands beside my head on

the wall while I stare up at him. He looks pissed like he’s

restraining himself from doing something

His face leans in closer to mine, and our lips are almost

touching as he hisses,

don’t think for one second I’ll

having you in every possible way

breast,

swallow my saliva in fear as

space

on my neck sending

let out a

shut immediately as my eyes

me? I sounded like one of those

at one spot

at the amount of pleasure that

lands on my waist, holding me

at that spot. And this time,

moan louder than before.

to look at my flushed face and then my neck before smiling in

Better.” He says

to have a shower. Wannajoin

irresistible smile, almost making it

to reject:

it.” He coaxes with

tone that makes

take one later.” i wrap my arms around

and look away from those

turning to

bathroom.

door behind

bed with a

life always so

Lycan Prince has declared me his. And there’s nothing I can

not my alpha...I’m on my

here, just someone I can talk to and

is unusually

silent and I

what she does.

me out.

mostly confused or

once more, I look down at

Reagan isn’t letting me have a say in

pair of

the second door across the room. I

shower running from the first, meaning it’s

So the second must be

dark, so I search for the light switch and flick it on. I’m struck by the number of clothes that

with men’s clothing while the

smell Reagan’s scent coming from the right

my nose as the scent immediately irritates me

as my hand touches a

in color and very provocative. Even

out through my eyes as

in this

have or is living here to

And she doesn’t smell human,

living here to have so

And she doesn’t smell

think Lycan

before spinning and grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt

wardrobe. I’d rather sleep in his

that belongs to that female. I haven’t

already hate her.

know what? This is probably all a

can’t be Reagan’s mate. Lycans only mate with

werewolves mate both their kind

to associate themselves with only

That’s why Gina had been rudely

They look at us as

way I’m mated to a Lycan and a Prince at

would tear me into pieces with her

me close to Reagan, I’ve heard

And I do

fuming in the bedroom

walks out of the bathroom with a

low on his hips. And he uses another

immediately, and he c***s an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy admiring his

to his toned chest and his

disappearing into that V-shaped…

head and say, “I

already told you, no.”

neck as

I’m not going

in.” i spit the word, “lady:

look on my face

his eyebrows at

past me to the wardrobe at the back that I

open. Realization dawns on his face before

with

He asks with a playful smile

edge of his

my nose, “No, I’m not. I

slit throat for stealing another Lycan’s man.” I

the word ‘Lycan’ so he would get my point.

that won’t be able

his kind’s

sure.” He nods in mock understanding,

him in

to worry about that, though. Janet and i

haven’t seen each other

clothes still here? Why am I

“I’m not sure.

didn’t mind.” He

comes and goes, sometimes, when I’m not

and

jealous, asking

can

at his explanation, but she still doesn’t like

scent in this

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