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.

my plan was also

fought or gone against

caring with his guard down.

his expressions and feel

him

ask while he strokes my hair

his long fingers. I lift my head

him as he looks

me, what would have happened

to Brad? Would you have

mate?” A shadow

and I can see his

slightly. 

answers, making me

that doesn‘t make any

sense! 

when he sees the

my face before pulling

Lycans, it‘s extremely rare to

if it‘s a

of our extended lives.

unmated, we can still find our

been claimed by

it‘s a rare occasion that we find them, we

to the death. And of

He adds with a smug smile while I stare

horror at him. 

cruel. You

forcefully from

kill one in

be affected?” He frowns at my

with his eyebrow raised in

disbelief. 

take what

see fit. And it‘s up to the

win. You know how it

go

to settle the littlest

does make a point. We

since

among humans makes

differently sometimes.

the obvious. He shrugs like it‘s not his

my eyes

make the

and has so many flaws

fix. But you can‘t expect us

walk past us with

without doing anything. Our beasts

let us.” He explains.

the person

just killed. Won‘t he or she

his mate?” I tilt my

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re

we mark them.

the mate bond

He spits the last part

see the anger and

I don‘t feel anything

he never

before. 

my head to stare

heard you‘re reporting

council.” I cautiously

how much he hates

And his demeanor does change,

a bit dark.

running a

through his hair. 

give that

and would love

forest. But Adrian

case before we got here without even telling

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

so, sometimes, he acts

I can‘t

directly for the king,

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at least do something?”

to mine, and they narrow down

in a warning.

to defend

already suffered enough. You tore out

canines, Reagan. That‘s the worst

a werewolf, especially an

even prefer

the

hold of his jaw to draw him

any feelings for

really guilty for all he‘s

partially my fault he‘s

the one

Reagan states. 

it still doesn‘t make

any better. And him

make me feel

warm eyes, cupping his jaw as

he can‘t hurt me

state that he

mulls over it for a while, his lips pursed

both his hand gently on my hips. With a

he gruffly

I

grin spread wide on my

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw

to give him a tight

a second in shock

around me. I suddenly feel like a

been lifted off my shoulders. The

his grave so early

heavy on my chest. A lot of

been affected, starting from

Benson

hungry,” i state after a

Reagan‘s hair as

buried in

He breathes, placing a

before going

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