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

every possible way I can.” His

to my neck then my breast, and I see them

saliva in

space between

lips on my neck sending

I involuntarily let out a

my eyes widen in horror.

I sounded like one of those

doesn’t stop as he pulls his tongue out to lay at one spot belore taking it between his teeth. My hips

I gasp at the amount of pleasure that little action

lands

at that

moan louder than before.

to look at my flushed face and then my neck

He says and

have a

smile, almost making

to reject:

He coaxes with

makes my stomach curl. I’m

one later.” i

away from those

shrugs before turning

bathroom.

door behind him, I flop

bed

is my life always so

mate, who is an alpha, rejects me, now a Lycan Prince

one can help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on my own. Right now, I wish Lana or my

can

is unusually

unusually silent and

what she does.

like she has shut me out. Something she does

confused

down at my dress

Reagan isn’t letting me have a say in the matter, I’m here with

pair of heels I

eyes drift to the second door across the

the shower running from the

the second must be the walk-in

steps to the door before twisting the handle open. It’s dark, so I search for the light switch and flick it on. I’m struck by the number of clothes that

clothing while the other

can smell Reagan’s scent coming from the right side,

my nose as the scent immediately irritates me even though it’s not

take over as

is red in color and very provocative.

my eyes as she senses another

in

is living here

she doesn’t smell human,

living here to have so many

another man’s room. And she doesn’t smell human,

think Lycan

grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt that would

rather sleep in his shirt

to that female. I haven’t met her,

already hate her.

what? This is probably all a

mate. Lycans only

werewolves mate both their kind and

associate themselves with only

That’s why Gina had been rudely turned down

at us as nothing

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

me into pieces with

Reagan, I’ve

I do not want to be on

still seething and fuming

of the bathroom with

his hips. And he uses another

eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy admiring his packs and muscles. His hair is

his toned chest and his abs

disappearing into that V-shaped…

head and say, “I want

exasperatedly, “I already

towel around his neck as

but I’m not going to

in.” i spit the word,

look on my face

eyebrows at me

past me to the wardrobe at the back that

dawns on his face before he stares

me with

asks with a playful

the edge

“No, I’m not. I just

slit throat for stealing another Lycan’s man.”

on the word ‘Lycan’ so

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

from his kind’s

in mock understanding,

him

about that, though. Janet and

haven’t seen each other since

are her clothes still here? Why

he answers. “I’m not sure. I’m not

I didn’t mind.”

comes and goes, sometimes, when

nod and look away,

jealous, asking him about

wrong with me? I can feel my

at his explanation, but she still doesn’t like

in

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