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,

for one second

every possible way

neck then my breast, and I see them

swallow my saliva in fear as he moves

space between

feel his lips on my neck

involuntarily let

as my eyes widen in horror.

like one

out to lay at one

towards him as I gasp at the amount of pleasure that little

large hand lands on my waist,

at that

moan louder than before.

a groan to look at my flushed face

He says and

going to have a shower. Wannajoin

an irresistible smile, almost making it hard

to reject:

promise you’ll love it.” He

that makes

fine. I’ll take one later.” i wrap my arms around

look away from those

turning to

bathroom.

the door

bed with

is my life always so

Lycan Prince has declared me his. And

my alpha...I’m on my own. Right now, I wish

just someone I can talk

is unusually dilent and

unusually silent and I can

what she does.

has shut me out.

mostly confused or

down at my

wear. Since Reagan isn’t letting me have a say in the matter, I’m here with nothing

the pair of

to the second door across the room.

running from the

must be the walk-in

door before twisting the handle open. It’s dark, so I search for the light switch and flick it

arranged with men’s clothing

right side,

immediately irritates me even though it’s not

take over as

color and very provocative. Even

my eyes as she

been in

living here to have so many

And she doesn’t

must have or is living here to have so

And she doesn’t smell

think Lycan

before spinning and grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt that would be

rather sleep in

female. I

already hate her.

is

mate. Lycans

mate both their kind

to associate themselves with only

had been rudely turned down

us

they treat humans the same way. So there is no way I’m mated to a Lycan and a Prince at that. That female Lycan

would tear me into pieces

close to Reagan, I’ve heard of how

cross them. And I do

seething and fuming in the

the bathroom with

his hips. And he

c***s an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy admiring

his neck to his toned chest and his abs

disappearing into that V-shaped…

head and say, “I want

exasperatedly, “I already told you,

neck

know, but I’m not going to sleep in

in.” i spit

look on my face

eyebrows at me in question before

me to the wardrobe at the back that

dawns on his face

me with a

you jealous?” He asks with a playful

edge of

not. I just don’t want to

with a slit throat for stealing

on the word ‘Lycan’ so he would get

she-wolf that won’t be able

from his kind’s

nods in mock understanding, and

him in

to worry about that, though.

time age and haven’t seen

clothes still here? Why am I

answers. “I’m not sure. I’m

I didn’t

sometimes,

nod and

sound jealous, asking

with me? I can feel my wolf calm

his explanation, but she still doesn’t

scent in

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