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 silence

at the

that part of my plan was also

or gone against

caring with his guard down. I can

of his expressions and feel more

him somehow.

he

long fingers. I lift my head then to stare

as he looks

me, what would have happened

to Brad?

mate?” A

and I can see his jaw

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making me

more confused. But that doesn‘t

sense! 

when he sees

over my face before pulling me

extremely rare to find

don‘t know if it‘s a curse on

extended lives. But

can still

claimed by another.

that we find them, we

the death. And

a smug smile while I stare in

horror at him. 

cruel. You would

forcefully from each

and kill one in

affected?” He frowns at my questions,

me with his eyebrow raised in

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what is

we see fit. And it‘s up to

win. You know how it works. We‘re not the

with humans who go to court

the littlest of disputes.”

a point. We

humans since it‘s not

But living among humans makes me

things differently sometimes.

shrugs like it‘s not

while I narrow my eyes at him.

I don‘t make the rules.

bond isn‘t perfect and has so many

you

our mate walk past us

anything. Our

us.”

about the person whose

just killed. Won‘t he or

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

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re with

healed as we mark them.

bond any

spits the last

can see the anger and hatred

I don‘t feel anything for Brad anymore.

never existed

before. 

head to stare at

of Brad...I heard

I

he hates me

And his

a bit

running

through his hair. 

give that much

would love

in that forest. But Adrian

got here without even telling

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

sometimes, he

And I can‘t do

directly for the king,

superior to me.” 

you at least do

mine, and they narrow down

in a

defend Brad, but

already suffered enough. You

canines, Reagan. That‘s the worst

give a

would even prefer death

to the wall, and I

jaw to

any feelings

I feel really guilty for all

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

the one who

Reagan states. 

But it still doesn‘t make

him being

would only make me

cupping his jaw

his hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt me

state that he

a

both his hand gently on my hips. With

gruffly

I‘ll see what I can do.”

making a grin spread wide on

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw my

him a tight

for a second in shock before he

around me. I suddenly feel like

been lifted off

his grave so

my chest. A lot of

affected, starting from Luna Ciara,

Benson and

state after a while, lacing

hair

buried in my neck.

too.” He breathes, placing a

going lower.

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