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

while, reveling at

that part of my

fought or

caring with his guard

some of his expressions and feel more

him

he strokes

I lift my

as he looks at me in question.

me, what would have

mated to Brad? Would you have

I‘m your mate?”

face, and I can see his jaw

slightly. 

He gruffly answers, making

more confused. But that

sense! 

he sees the question written

face before pulling me back to

extremely rare to

it‘s a

our extended lives. But anyway, if

are unmated, we can still find our

been claimed by another.

rare occasion that we find them,

And of course, we

adds with a smug smile while I stare

horror at him. 

cruel. You

mates forcefully from

and kill one in

be affected?” He frowns at my questions,

with his eyebrow raised

disbelief. 

take

we see fit. And it‘s up to

You know how it works.

go to

the littlest

make a point. We can‘t follow

since

among humans makes me

things differently sometimes.

out the obvious. He shrugs like it‘s not his

narrow my

make the rules.

perfect and has so

you

past us with some

anything.

let us.” He explains.

about the person whose mate

killed. Won‘t he or she feel the pain

of his mate?” I tilt my head at him in

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re with us,

we mark them.

the mate bond any more with

spits the last part in disdain,

the anger and hatred

feel anything

he never existed in my heart

before. 

shake my head to stare

heard

council.” I cautiously bring up the

much he hates

Brad. And his demeanor

a bit dark.

running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

give that much

would love if he had just

in that forest. But Adrian

got here

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

he

I can‘t do

directly for

superior to me.” 

you at least

snap to mine, and they

me in

not trying to defend Brad, but

enough. You tore

canines, Reagan. That‘s the

to give a

even prefer death

the

to

have any feelings for him. But

feel really guilty for all he‘s going

my fault he‘s

one who rejected you!”

Reagan states. 

it still

better. And him being sent

make me feel worse.” I stare

cupping his jaw as I stand to

he can‘t hurt

in the state that

a while, his lips pursed

on

gruffly

I‘ll see what I can do.”

making a grin spread wide on

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw

him a tight hug.

for a second in

around me. I suddenly feel like

off my

Brad meeting his grave so early had

chest. A lot

starting from

Benson and

hungry,” i state after

hair as he keeps his

in my neck.

placing

before going

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