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

while, reveling at the moment. I

that part of my

fought or gone

caring with his guard down. I

some of his expressions

him somehow.

he

his long fingers. I lift my head then to

as he looks at me

what would have

was mated to Brad? Would you have

your mate?” A shadow

I can see his jaw

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making

confused. But that doesn‘t

sense! 

sees the question

over my face before pulling me back to him..

extremely rare to find

mates. I don‘t know if it‘s

our extended lives.

we can still find our

they‘ve been claimed by

it‘s a rare occasion that we find

duel to the death. And of course,

with a smug

horror at him. 

You would

two mates forcefully

one in the process?

affected?” He frowns at my questions,

at me with his eyebrow raised in

disbelief. 

beasts. We take

fit. And it‘s

You know how it works. We‘re not

go

settle the littlest

does make a point. We can‘t

since it‘s not

But living among

differently sometimes.

the obvious. He shrugs like

I narrow my

I don‘t make the rules. The

isn‘t perfect and

fix. But you can‘t expect us to

walk past us with some other

doing anything. Our

let us.”

the person whose

Won‘t he or she

I tilt my head at him in

question. 

“Once they‘re with us, they

we mark them.

the mate bond any more

He spits the last

I can see the anger and hatred in

feel anything for

he never existed in my

before. 

shake my head to

of Brad...I heard you‘re reporting

the council.” I cautiously bring up

knowing how much he

Brad. And his demeanor

a bit dark.

sighs then, running a frustrated

through his hair. 

that

and would love if he

that forest. But

we got here without

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

he acts without

And I can‘t do much about him

since he works directly for the king, who is

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at least do something?”

mine,

in a

to defend Brad, but

suffered enough. You

That‘s

give a werewolf,

Some people would even prefer death to

the wall,

to draw him back to me.

have any feelings for him. But right

guilty for all he‘s going

fault he‘s in

was the one

Reagan states. 

know that. But it still

any better. And him being

me feel worse.”

eyes, cupping his jaw as I stand

hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt

the state

over it for a while, his lips pursed

gently on my hips.

gruffly

what I

spread wide on my

lips. 

Tunexpectedly

him to give him

rigid for a second in shock before

I

lifted off my shoulders. The

Brad meeting his grave

heavy on my chest. A lot of people

been affected, starting from Luna

Benson and

state after

Reagan‘s hair as he keeps his

in

placing

before going

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