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,

one second I’ll be denying

you in every possible way I

breast, and I

swallow my saliva in

any space between

his lips on my neck sending

let out a moan. I snap

immediately as my eyes

I sounded like one of those

his tongue out to lay at one spot belore

at the amount of pleasure that little action brought

his large hand lands on my waist,

at

moan louder than before.

my flushed face and then my neck

He says and

a shower. Wannajoin

an irresistible smile, almost making

to reject:

it.” He

sexy low tone that makes my stomach curl. I’m

later.” i wrap my arms around

and look away from

before turning to

bathroom.

he shuts the door behind him,

bed

is my life always

a Lycan Prince has declared me his. And

me. Not my parents, not my

can

unusually dilent

wolf is unusually silent and I can barely

what she does.

like she has shut me

mostly confused or

down at my

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

of heels I have

eyes drift to the second door

the shower running from the

So the second must

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

arranged with men’s clothing while the

can smell Reagan’s scent coming from the right side, but another female’s scent is coming from

scent immediately irritates me even though it’s not

and anger take over as my

color

peaks out through my eyes as she senses another

been in this

or is living here

room. And she doesn’t smell human, but

have or is living here to have so many

And she doesn’t smell

think Lycan

one of Reagan’s shirt that

of the wardrobe. I’d rather

to that female. I haven’t met

already hate her.

what? This is probably all a

be Reagan’s mate. Lycans only mate

both

prefer to associate

had been rudely turned

Lycan. They look at us as nothing but inferior

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

into

sees me close to Reagan, I’ve heard

cross them. And I do not want to be on that

seething and fuming

walks out of the bathroom

on his hips. And

at me. But I’m too

neck to his toned chest and

disappearing into that V-shaped…

say, “I

already told

neck as he looks down

know, but I’m not going to sleep

lady resides in.” i spit the word, “lady: with

look on my face

eyebrows at me in question before

me to the wardrobe at the back

dawns on his

with

jealous?” He asks with a playful

edge of

nose, “No, I’m not.

throat for stealing another Lycan’s man.” I

the word ‘Lycan’ so he would

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

his

nods in mock understanding,

him

to worry about that, though. Janet and

and haven’t seen

still here?

not sure. I’m not

I didn’t

goes, sometimes,

and

jealous, asking him about

me? I can feel my

explanation, but she still doesn’t

in this

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