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

at the moment. I realized.

that part of my plan

or gone against him,

his guard down.

of his expressions and feel

to him

while he strokes my hair

lift my head then to stare

him as he looks at me in question.

have happened if

to Brad? Would

your mate?” A

face, and I can see his jaw

slightly. 

He gruffly answers, making me

that doesn‘t

sense! 

when he sees

my face before pulling

it‘s extremely rare to

know if it‘s a

of our extended lives. But

can

they‘ve been claimed

rare occasion that we find them, we

death. And of

with a smug smile while

horror at him. 

cruel. You

two mates forcefully from

one in the

He frowns at

at me with his

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what is

see fit. And it‘s up

win. You know how it works. We‘re not

go to court

settle the littlest

a point.

as humans since it‘s

But living among

things differently sometimes.

out the obvious. He shrugs like

I narrow my eyes at

make the rules. The

isn‘t perfect and has

you

mate walk past us with some other

doing anything.

us.”

about the person whose mate

he or she feel the

I tilt my head at him in

question. 

“Once they‘re with us,

healed as we mark them.

feel the mate bond any

He spits the last part in disdain,

see the anger and

feel anything for Brad

like he never existed in my

before. 

my head to stare at Reagan.

heard you‘re

the council.” I cautiously bring

he hates

And his demeanor

bit dark.

running a

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that much

and would love if he

that forest. But Adrian had already

we got here without

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

so, sometimes, he acts without

And I can‘t do much

directly for the king, who

superior to me.” 

at least do

eyes snap to mine, and

me in

not trying to defend Brad, but I think

already suffered enough. You

canines, Reagan. That‘s the worst

to give a werewolf, especially an

Some people would even

away to the wall,

his jaw to draw him back to

any feelings for him.

guilty for

my fault he‘s in

the one who rejected you!”

Reagan states. 

that. But it still doesn‘t

And him being sent

make me feel worse.” I

warm eyes, cupping his jaw

hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt

state that he

it for a while,

his hand gently on my hips. With

he gruffly agrees.

what I can

grin spread wide

lips. 

Tunexpectedly

him

for a second in shock before

I suddenly feel like a

lifted off my shoulders.

of Brad meeting his grave so early had

chest. A lot of people

been affected, starting from Luna Ciara,

Benson and Stacy.

hungry,” i state after a

fingers into Reagan‘s hair as he keeps his

buried in

He breathes, placing

before going

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