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 moment. I

my

I haven‘t fought or gone against him,

his guard down. I

of his expressions and feel

to him somehow.

ask while he strokes

lift

at him as he looks at me

what would have happened

was mated to Brad?

known I‘m your mate?”

I can see his jaw clench

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making

more confused. But that doesn‘t make any

sense! 

when he sees

pulling me back to him..

extremely rare to find

I don‘t know if it‘s

our extended lives. But

can still find

they‘ve been claimed by another.

it‘s a rare occasion that we

And

with a smug smile while I stare

horror at him. 

that‘s cruel. You

mates forcefully from each

one in the

affected?” He frowns at my questions,

at me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

take what is ours

fit. And it‘s up to the best

know how it

humans who go to court

the littlest of disputes.”

point.

protocols as humans since it‘s not our

living among

differently

out the obvious. He shrugs like it‘s not his

while I narrow my eyes

I don‘t make the rules. The

bond isn‘t perfect and has so many flaws

can‘t fix. But you

our mate walk past us with some

without doing anything. Our

us.”

the person

just killed. Won‘t he or she

of his mate?” I tilt my head at him

question. 

they‘re with us, they

mark them. Just as you

feel the mate bond any

the

can see the anger and hatred in

feel anything

never

before. 

shake my head to stare

of Brad...I heard

council.” I cautiously

knowing how much he hates me

Brad. And his demeanor does

bit

running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that much

would love if he

in that forest. But

got here without even

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

sometimes, he acts

And I can‘t do

since he works directly for the king, who

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at

mine, and they narrow

in a

to defend Brad, but I

already suffered enough. You tore out

canines, Reagan. That‘s

to give a werewolf, especially an

would even prefer death

the

of his jaw to draw him

have any feelings for him. But

I feel really guilty for all

fault he‘s in this

was the one

Reagan states. 

it still doesn‘t make

better. And him being sent to the

only make me feel worse.” I

his warm eyes, cupping his jaw as

his hips, “Besides, he can‘t

the state

a while, his lips pursed

his hand gently on

gruffly

I‘ll see what I can

making a grin spread

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly throw

to give him

for a second in shock before

I suddenly feel

lifted off my

his grave so early

chest. A lot

been affected, starting from Luna

Benson

after a

fingers into Reagan‘s hair

buried in my

He breathes, placing

before going lower.

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