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,

think for one second I’ll

having you in every possible

my neck then my breast, and I see

swallow my saliva in fear

any space

my neck sending zaps

involuntarily let out a moan. I

my

me? I sounded like

doesn’t stop as he pulls his tongue out to lay at one spot belore taking

I gasp at the amount

large hand lands on my

and bite at

moan louder than before.

at my flushed face and then my neck before smiling in

He says and backs

a shower.

smile, almost making it hard

to reject:

promise you’ll love it.” He coaxes

sexy low tone that makes

later.” i wrap my

and look away

He shrugs before turning to leave to

bathroom.

door

the bed with

life always so

me, now a Lycan

can help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on

just someone I can talk

My wolf is unusually dilent

silent and I can barely

what she does.

me out. Something

confused

look down

wear. Since Reagan isn’t letting me have a say in the matter, I’m

pair of heels

the second door across the

running from the first, meaning

second must be the walk-in

for the light switch and flick it on. I’m struck by the number of clothes that are in here, both for men and

men’s clothing while

Reagan’s scent coming from the right

nose as the scent immediately irritates me even though it’s

take over as my hand touches

that is red in color and

peaks out through my eyes as she senses another

in this

must have or is living here to have so many

room. And she doesn’t smell

living

room. And she doesn’t smell

think Lycan

Reagan’s shirt that

I’d rather sleep in

that belongs to that female.

already hate her.

know what? This is probably all a

can’t be Reagan’s mate. Lycans only

both their kind and

associate

why Gina had been rudely turned

look at us

there is no way I’m mated to a Lycan and a Prince at that. That female Lycan that owns those clothes,

me into pieces with her

close to Reagan, I’ve

who cross them. And I do not want

fuming in the bedroom

the bathroom with a

low on his hips. And he

c***s an eyebrow at me. But I’m too

to his toned chest

disappearing into that V-shaped…

my head and say, “I

already told

the towel around his neck as he looks down at

but I’m not going to sleep

in.” i spit the word, “lady:

look on my face

his eyebrows at me in question

move past me to the wardrobe at the back that I

open. Realization dawns on his face before he stares

me with a

asks with a playful smile

edge of

my nose, “No, I’m not. I just don’t want to

throat for stealing

the word ‘Lycan’ so he

an ordinary she-wolf that won’t be able to

his kind’s

He nods in mock understanding,

at him

worry about that, though. Janet and i split up

haven’t seen each other since

still here?

answers. “I’m not sure. I’m

I didn’t mind.” He

comes and goes, sometimes, when

and look

sound jealous,

wrong with me? I can feel my wolf calm down

but she still

in this

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