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

reveling at the

part of my plan

fought or gone against him,

seems so caring with his guard

of his expressions

to him somehow.

he

his long fingers. I lift my

looks

would have happened if I

mated to Brad? Would you

I‘m your mate?”

face, and I can

slightly. 

He gruffly answers, making me

confused. But that doesn‘t make

sense! 

when he sees the question

face before pulling me

it‘s extremely rare

don‘t know if it‘s a curse on us

extended lives. But anyway,

can still find

they‘ve been claimed by another. And

a rare occasion that we

death. And of course, we

with a smug smile while I stare

horror at him. 

that‘s cruel. You would

mates forcefully

and kill one in the

He frowns

at me with his

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what

see fit. And it‘s up

You know how it works. We‘re not the

who go to court every

settle the littlest

does make a point. We

protocols as humans since

But living among humans makes me

things differently sometimes.

shrugs like

while I narrow my eyes at

don‘t make the

isn‘t perfect and has so

we can‘t fix. But you can‘t expect us to

past us

without doing anything. Our beasts

us.”

about the person whose mate

he or she

mate?” I tilt

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re with us,

we mark them. Just as

feel the mate bond any

He spits the last

I can see the anger

feel anything for Brad

he never existed

before. 

shake my head to stare

of Brad...I heard you‘re reporting

council.” I cautiously

knowing how much he hates me

And his

bit

sighs then, running a

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that much a

and would love if he

forest. But Adrian had

case before we got here

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

he

can‘t do

directly for the king, who

superior to me.” 

at least do

to mine, and they narrow down

me in

to defend Brad, but I

enough.

Reagan. That‘s

a werewolf, especially

even prefer death to

the wall, and

of his jaw to draw him

don‘t have any feelings for him. But right

I feel really guilty for all he‘s

my fault

the one

Reagan states. 

know that. But it still doesn‘t make

him being sent

would only make me

warm eyes, cupping his jaw as I stand

“Besides, he can‘t hurt me

in the state that he

it for a while, his

both his hand gently on my

he gruffly agrees.

see what I

a grin spread wide

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly

give him a tight

for a second in

I suddenly

been lifted off my shoulders. The

of Brad meeting his

my chest. A

been affected, starting from

Benson and

after a while, lacing

fingers into Reagan‘s hair as he keeps

buried in

breathes, placing a

before going lower.

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