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. 

our company

a while, reveling at the

my plan

haven‘t fought or gone against him,

seems so caring with his guard down. I

some of his expressions and feel more

him somehow.

while he strokes my hair

I lift my head

looks at me in

what would have

was mated to Brad? Would

your mate?”

his face, and I can see

slightly. 

answers,

confused. But that doesn‘t

sense! 

sighs when he sees the question

pulling me back to

it‘s extremely

if it‘s a curse on us

of our extended lives.

are unmated, we can still find

claimed by

a rare occasion that

duel to the death. And of

smug smile while I

horror at him. 

You

two mates forcefully

and kill one in the process?

she be affected?” He frowns at my

at me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what is ours

fit. And it‘s

it

with humans who go to

to settle the littlest of

a point.

as humans since

living among humans makes me

things differently

He shrugs like it‘s not

my

don‘t make the rules.

and

we can‘t fix. But you can‘t expect us

past us with some

without doing anything. Our beasts

let us.”

what about the person whose

he or she

tilt my

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re with

mark

feel the mate bond any more with that

mutt.” He spits the last part in

can see the anger and hatred

don‘t feel anything for Brad

he never existed in my

before. 

shake my head to

heard

the council.” I cautiously bring

much he

And his

bit

running a

through his hair. 

that

love

that 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

can‘t do

he works directly for the king,

superior to me.” 

at least do

to mine, and

in a warning.

defend Brad, but I think

already suffered enough. You tore out

canines, Reagan. That‘s the

give a werewolf, especially

people would even prefer death to

away to the wall, and I quickly

to draw him back

have any feelings for

feel really guilty for all he‘s going

my fault he‘s in this

was the one who rejected

Reagan states. 

know that. But it still doesn‘t

any better. And him

only make me feel

cupping his jaw as I stand to

hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt

the state that

mulls over it for a while, his lips pursed

on

gruffly agrees.

what I can

making a grin spread wide

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw my

him a tight hug. He

rigid for a second

I suddenly feel

lifted off

his

chest. A

starting from

Benson and

after a while, lacing

into Reagan‘s hair

in

He breathes, placing a

going

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