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

while, reveling at

of my plan was

haven‘t fought or gone

caring with his guard down. I can

of his expressions and

to him somehow.

he

fingers. I lift my head then to stare

he looks

have

was mated to Brad? Would you have

I‘m your mate?” A shadow

I can see his

slightly. 

He gruffly answers, making

But that doesn‘t make

sense! 

when he sees the question

pulling me back to

it‘s extremely rare to find

it‘s a

our extended lives. But

can still find our mates

if they‘ve been claimed by

rare occasion that

duel to the death. And of course,

smug smile while I stare

horror at him. 

cruel. You

forcefully

one in the process? Wouldn‘t

she be affected?” He frowns at my

his eyebrow

disbelief. 

We take what is

And it‘s up to the best man

You know how it

humans who go

the

a point.

protocols as humans since it‘s

among humans makes

differently sometimes.

obvious. He shrugs like

my eyes at him.

don‘t make the rules. The

perfect and has

we can‘t fix. But you can‘t expect

mate walk past us

anything. Our beasts

us.” He explains.

the person whose

just killed. Won‘t he or she feel the

I tilt my head at

question. 

“Once they‘re with us, they

healed as we mark them. Just as

the mate bond any more with that

He spits the last part in disdain,

I can see the anger and hatred in

feel anything

never existed in my heart

before. 

my head to stare at Reagan.

Brad...I heard you‘re

I cautiously bring up the

he hates me talking

And his

bit

running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

don‘t give that much

mutt and would love

But Adrian had already

got here

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

so, sometimes, he acts without

I can‘t do

since he works directly for

superior to me.” 

at least

eyes snap to mine, and

in a

trying to defend Brad,

enough. You

canines, Reagan. That‘s

to give a werewolf, especially

even

away to the wall, and

of his jaw to draw him back to

have any feelings for him.

I feel really guilty

my fault he‘s

was the one who rejected

Reagan states. 

that. But it still doesn‘t make

better. And him

only make me feel worse.”

his

his hips, “Besides, he

state that

mulls over it for a while, his

gently on my hips. With a

he gruffly agrees.

see what I can do.”

a grin spread wide on my

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly throw

give him a

rigid for a second in shock before he

arm around me. I suddenly feel

has been lifted off my shoulders.

of Brad meeting his grave so

heavy on my chest. A

starting

Benson

state after a

Reagan‘s hair as

in

too.” He breathes, placing a kiss on my

going lower.

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