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

at the moment. I realized.

part of my plan

haven‘t fought or gone against him,

with his guard down.

his expressions and

to him somehow.

he strokes

lift my head then

at him as he looks at me

what would have happened if I

to Brad? Would

mate?” A shadow looms

his face, and I can see his jaw clench

slightly. 

answers, making me

But that doesn‘t make any

sense! 

sighs when he sees the

before pulling me back to him..

it‘s extremely rare to find

I don‘t know if it‘s a

our extended lives.

we can

they‘ve been claimed by

a rare occasion that we find them,

And of course,

smug smile while I stare

horror at him. 

that‘s cruel. You would be

mates forcefully from each

kill one in

He

me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

take what is ours

see fit. And it‘s up to the best man

it works. We‘re not

go

to settle the

make a point. We can‘t

protocols as humans since

But living among

differently sometimes.

He shrugs like it‘s not

while I narrow my eyes

I don‘t make

isn‘t perfect and has

you can‘t expect us

our mate walk past us with some

anything.

let us.”

the person whose

killed. Won‘t he or she feel the pain

his mate?” I tilt my head at him in

question. 

they‘re with us,

healed as we mark them.

bond any more with

spits the

I can see the anger and hatred in his

anything for Brad

he never existed in my

before. 

to stare at Reagan.

Brad...I heard you‘re reporting

council.” I cautiously bring up the

much he hates me

Brad. And his demeanor does change,

bit dark.

then, running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that much a f**k

would love

forest. But Adrian

case before we got here without even

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

so, sometimes, he

And I can‘t do much

since he works directly for the

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at least do something?”

mine, and they narrow down

in a

defend Brad, but I think

enough. You tore

Reagan. That‘s the worst

give a werewolf, especially an

people would even

He looks away to the wall, and I

his jaw to draw him back to

any feelings

guilty for

my fault he‘s in

was the one who

Reagan states. 

But it

And him

only make me

his warm eyes, cupping his jaw as

he can‘t hurt me

in the state that

it for a while, his lips

both his hand gently on my hips. With

he gruffly

see what I can do.”

spread wide on

lips. 

Tunexpectedly

to give him a tight hug. He

second in

arm around me. I suddenly feel like a

has been lifted off my

meeting his grave

heavy on my chest. A

starting from Luna Ciara,

Alpha Benson and

state after

Reagan‘s hair as he keeps his

buried in my

too.” He breathes, placing a kiss

going

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