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

having you in every possible

neck then my breast, and

saliva in fear as he moves in

any space between

my neck sending zaps of

my body, and I involuntarily let out

shut immediately as my eyes widen in

I sounded like one

stop as he pulls his tongue out to lay at one spot belore taking it

at the amount of pleasure

hand lands on my

at that spot. And this

moan louder than before.

at my flushed face and

He says

a

almost

to reject:

you’ll love it.” He coaxes

that makes my

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

and look away

before turning to leave

bathroom.

the door behind him,

on the bed with a

life

rejects me, now a Lycan Prince

help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on my own. Right now, I

can

unusually dilent and can hardly

unusually silent and I

what she does.

has shut me out. Something she

confused or

look down at my dress

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

pair of heels I

drift to the second door across the room. I

the shower running from the first, meaning

So the second must be the walk-in

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 are in here, both for men and women. The

arranged with men’s clothing while

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

nose as the scent immediately irritates me even though

anger take over as

is red in color and very

eyes as she

been in this

must have or is living here to

another man’s room. And she

have or is living here to have so

And she

think Lycan

spinning and grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt

the wardrobe. I’d rather sleep in

that belongs to that female. I haven’t

already hate her.

is

be Reagan’s mate. Lycans only

both their

to associate themselves with only

been

They look at us

mated to a Lycan and a Prince

into

to Reagan, I’ve heard of

And I do not want to be on

and fuming in

out of the bathroom with a towel

low on his hips. And he uses

an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy admiring his

his toned chest

disappearing into that V-shaped…

and say, “I want my own

“I already told you, no.”

towel around his neck as he looks down

but I’m not going to

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

look on my face

his eyebrows at me in question

me to the wardrobe at the back that

his

me with a

He asks

edge

my nose, “No, I’m not. I just don’t

for

so

that won’t be able

from his

nods in mock understanding, and

him

to worry about that, though. Janet and i split

and haven’t seen each other

clothes still

not sure.

I didn’t mind.” He

comes and goes, sometimes, when I’m

and look away,

jealous, asking him

me? I can feel my wolf calm down

at his explanation, but she

scent in

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