Prince Reagan

Chapter 25

 

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I‘m still a bit shaken by my conclusion as I 

remain frozen on the bed. She–wolves are 

fragile creatures that are easy to break and 

tame. And this can be achieved through the 

mate bond. Yes, just as it‘s all wonderful and 

magical, it can also be a dangerous tool if used 

wrongly. 

For us werewolves, the males are the ones 

to mark us, but we can‘t mark them back. And 

when the male sinks their canines into the 

female‘s neck, not only is he claiming her as his, 

but she‘s also accepting to be submissive to 

him. We are then campelled to follow whatever 

our mate says. 

Personally, I think it‘s bullshit as we‘re 

supposed to be equals, and so does every other 

female. So that‘s why male werewolves are 

 

cautious when exerting authority over their 

mates; they try as much as possible not to use 

this power of theirs overus. But as I said before, 

it can be used very wrongly. 

If she–wolves are being sold, it would mean 

there‘s a strong possibility male werewolves 

are the ones buying them. Probably dangerous 

rogues. And if they are, they could forcefully 

mark them and bind these she–wolves to them. 

This way, they wouldn‘t be able to stand up for 

themselves or go against their mates. It‘s the 

perfect tool to turn them into their personal 

slaves, only giving birth to their pups as they‘re 

abused daily. I feel sick, even just thinking 

about it. 

“Hey...” I hear a soft whisper beside my ear, 

startling me out of my thoughts. I must have 

been deep in them as Reagan has stood up 

from the sofa and is sitting beside me now. 

 

she wolves back,” Reagan reassures me, 

caressing my cheek. His eyes are soft, and for 

the first time, I see an emotion in them that 

squeezes my heartstrings. “You look pale. Do 

you feel sick?” Worry furrows his eyebrows as 

he scrutinizes me and strokes my cheek with 

his palm. 

I quickly shake my head, regaining my 

senses. “I‘m fine. Just a bit sorry for the 

she–wolves.” 

He smiles before nodding, his arms going 

around my waist to bring me onto his lap. I go 

rigid in his arms as he tucks my head beneath 

his chin and holds me softly to him. His hand 

smoothly caresses my arm while he lays a kiss 

on my head. 

“Feel better now?” He asks in a smooth, 

soft voice. I slowly relax into his arms, sighing 

 

scent 

“Yeah.” I wrap my tiny arms around his 

muscular torso, rubbing my cheeks against his 

chest. It‘s a new side of him I‘m seeing, and I 

think I like this side better. So much better than 

his possessive and controlling side. I don‘t 

know if it‘s because he‘s a Prince who‘s used to 

giving commands and that is why he always 

treats me like that. 

sharing our company in silence

reveling at the moment.

that part of my

fought or

so caring with his guard

of his expressions and

to him

ask while he strokes my

I lift my

looks at me in question.

me, what would have

to Brad? Would you have

known I‘m your mate?” A

I can see

slightly. 

gruffly answers,

confused. But that doesn‘t make

sense! 

when he sees the

pulling me

it‘s extremely rare to

it‘s a curse on us

extended lives. But

we can still find our mates

claimed

that

the death. And

He adds with a smug

horror at him. 

cruel. You

two mates forcefully from

in the process?

He

at me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

beasts. We take

And it‘s

it works. We‘re not

who go to court every five

settle the

point. We can‘t follow

since it‘s

living among humans

differently sometimes.

He shrugs like

narrow my

make the

isn‘t perfect and has so

fix. But you can‘t expect us to

walk past us with some other

anything. Our beasts

let us.”

the person

Won‘t he or she feel the

of his mate?” I tilt my

question. 

“Once they‘re with us,

as we mark them. Just

feel the mate bond any more with that

spits the last

see the anger and

I don‘t feel anything for Brad

he never existed in my heart

before. 

head to stare

heard

to the council.” I cautiously

he

Brad. And his demeanor does change,

a bit dark.

sighs then, running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that much a f**k

the mutt and would love

forest. But Adrian had already

got here

  1. me. My father had kept him by my side as my 

sometimes, he

me. And I can‘t

works directly for the king,

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at least do something?”

eyes snap to mine, and they narrow

in a warning.

trying to defend Brad, but

already suffered enough. You tore out

Reagan. That‘s the worst

to give a werewolf, especially

even prefer death to

He looks away to the wall, and I quickly

hold of his jaw to draw

feelings for

really guilty for all he‘s going

partially my fault he‘s in

the one who rejected

Reagan states. 

it still doesn‘t make

him

make me feel worse.” I stare

eyes, cupping his jaw as I stand to

he can‘t hurt

in the state that he is.”

for a while,

gently on my hips. With a

he gruffly agrees.

see what I can

grin spread wide on

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly throw

give him a tight

second in shock before he

I suddenly

lifted off my shoulders.

of Brad meeting his

chest. A lot of

affected, starting from

Benson and Stacy.

after a

Reagan‘s hair as he

in my

He breathes, placing a kiss on

before going lower.

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