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. 

remain sharing our company

reveling at the moment. I

my plan was also

I haven‘t fought or gone

his guard down. I can

some of his expressions and feel more

to him somehow.

he strokes my

long fingers. I lift my head then to

at him as he looks at

what would have

Brad? Would you

I‘m your mate?”

his face, and I can see his

slightly. 

answers,

confused. But that doesn‘t make

sense! 

sighs when he sees the question

pulling me back to

it‘s extremely

I don‘t know if it‘s a

of our extended lives. But

can still

they‘ve been claimed

it‘s a rare occasion that we find them, we

duel to the death. And of course, we

He adds with a smug smile

horror at him. 

You

mates forcefully

kill one in

be affected?” He

his eyebrow

disbelief. 

We take what

fit. And it‘s up

it works. We‘re not the

who go

the

a point. We can‘t follow the

since it‘s not our

But living among

things differently sometimes.

shrugs like

narrow my eyes at

don‘t make the

bond isn‘t perfect and has so many

But you can‘t expect us to

mate walk past

anything. Our beasts

us.”

about the person whose mate

just killed. Won‘t he or she feel the pain of

of his mate?” I tilt my head at him

question. 

“Once they‘re with

as we mark them. Just

feel the mate bond any more with that

mutt.” He spits the last

the anger and hatred in

I don‘t feel anything for

almost like he never existed in

before. 

my head to

heard you‘re reporting

council.” I cautiously bring

much he hates me

Brad. And his demeanor

bit

sighs then, running a

through his hair. 

don‘t give that much a

love if

in that forest. But Adrian

before we got here without

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

so, sometimes, he acts

can‘t do much about

since he works directly for the king, who is

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at

mine, and they

in

to defend Brad, but I think

has already suffered enough. You

Reagan. That‘s the worst

to give a

Some people would even prefer death

He looks away to the wall,

of his jaw to draw him back to

any feelings

guilty

It‘s partially my fault he‘s in

one who

Reagan states. 

it still doesn‘t

And him being sent to

would only make me feel worse.” I

his warm eyes, cupping his jaw as

hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt

the state that

a while,

his hand gently on my hips.

he gruffly agrees.

I can do.”

spread wide on my

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw

around him to give him a

second in shock

around me. I

lifted off my

Brad meeting his grave so early

chest. A lot of people

starting from Luna Ciara,

Benson and

state after a

hair as he keeps his

buried in my

He breathes, placing a kiss on

before going

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