Prince Reagan

Chapter 25

 

Progress 

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

reveling at the moment. I

of my plan was also working.

fought or gone against him,

so caring with his guard down.

his expressions and feel

to him somehow.

ask while he strokes my

his long fingers. I lift

him as he looks at

have

was mated to Brad? Would

mate?” A shadow

his face, and I can see

slightly. 

answers, making

confused. But that

sense! 

he sees the question written

over my face before pulling me back to him..

Lycans, it‘s extremely rare to

I don‘t know if it‘s a curse

our extended lives. But anyway,

we can still find our

claimed by another. And

rare occasion that we find them,

And of course,

smug smile while I stare in

horror at him. 

cruel. You would

forcefully from

in the process? Wouldn‘t

affected?” He frowns at my

me with his eyebrow raised in

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what is ours

fit. And it‘s up to the

You know how it

with humans who go to court every five

the

a point. We

protocols as humans since

But living among humans makes

things differently sometimes.

out the obvious. He shrugs like it‘s

I narrow my

don‘t make the rules.

and has so many

fix. But you can‘t expect us

past us with

anything. Our

let us.” He explains.

the person

just killed. Won‘t he or she feel the

death of his mate?” I tilt my

question. 

“Once they‘re with us,

healed as we mark them. Just

feel the mate bond any more with

He spits the last part in

see the anger

I don‘t feel anything for Brad

never existed

before. 

head to stare at Reagan.

heard

the council.” I

much he hates

Brad. And his demeanor does change,

a bit

then, running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

don‘t give that much a

would love if he

that forest. But Adrian had

case before we got here

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

so, sometimes, he

can‘t do much about

directly for the king, who

superior to me.” 

at

snap to mine,

in a warning.

to defend Brad, but I think

has already suffered enough.

canines, Reagan. That‘s the worst

give a

Some people would even prefer death to

to the wall, and

jaw to draw

don‘t have any feelings for him. But

I feel really guilty

It‘s partially my fault he‘s in this mess.”

one who rejected

Reagan states. 

But it still

And him being sent to

make me feel

warm eyes, cupping his jaw

his hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt me

state that he is.”

mulls over it for a while,

hand gently on my hips. With

he gruffly

I can do.”

a grin spread wide

lips. 

Tunexpectedly

him to give him

for a second in shock

arm around me. I suddenly feel like

has been lifted off my shoulders. The

of Brad meeting his grave

chest. A lot of

starting from

Alpha Benson and

hungry,” i state after a

hair as he

in my

He breathes, placing a

going

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