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

while, reveling at the

my

or

caring with his guard down. I

of his expressions and feel more

to him

he

I lift my

at him as he looks

me, what would have happened if I

to Brad? Would you

mate?”

face, and I can see his

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making me all

that doesn‘t make

sense! 

sees the question written

before pulling me back

us Lycans, it‘s extremely

it‘s a curse on

our extended lives. But

we can still find our mates

they‘ve been claimed by another.

that

And of

smug smile while I

horror at him. 

cruel. You would

two mates forcefully

kill one in the process? Wouldn‘t

He frowns

at me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

we‘re beasts. We take

fit. And it‘s up to the

know how it works. We‘re

go to

to settle the littlest of

make a point. We can‘t

humans since

living among humans

things differently

He shrugs like it‘s not his

I narrow my eyes at

make the

isn‘t perfect and

we can‘t fix. But you can‘t expect us

past us with some

doing anything.

us.” He

about the

he or she feel the pain of

death of his mate?” I tilt my head at him in

question. 

“Once they‘re with

mark them. Just as you

feel the mate bond any more with

He spits the last part in disdain,

can see the anger and

I don‘t feel anything for Brad anymore.

he never existed

before. 

shake my head to

of Brad...I heard you‘re reporting

the council.” I cautiously bring

how much he hates

Brad. And his demeanor does

a bit

sighs then, running

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that much

love if he had just

that forest. But

got

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

he acts without

And I can‘t do much about him

directly for

superior to me.” 

at least

mine, and they narrow

in

not trying to defend Brad, but

enough. You tore out

canines, Reagan. That‘s

give a werewolf,

would even prefer death to

the wall,

jaw to draw him back to

any feelings for him. But right

really guilty

It‘s partially my fault

one

Reagan states. 

But it

him being sent to

me feel

warm eyes, cupping his jaw

his hips, “Besides, he

in the state

for a while, his

his hand gently on my hips. With

gruffly agrees.

what I can do.”

a grin spread wide on

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly

around him to give him

a second in shock

his arm around me. I suddenly

off my shoulders. The

Brad meeting his grave so early had

chest. A lot of

starting

Alpha Benson

after a

Reagan‘s hair as

buried in my

He breathes, placing

before going lower.

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