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 in silence

while, reveling at

my plan was

haven‘t fought or gone

seems so caring with his guard down. I

of his expressions and feel

him

ask while he strokes my

fingers. I lift my head then

looks

would have happened if I

to Brad? Would you have

I‘m your mate?” A shadow looms

and I can see his

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making me all

confused. But that doesn‘t

sense! 

when he sees the

pulling me back to him..

it‘s extremely

it‘s a curse on us

of our extended lives.

unmated, we can still find our

been claimed by

occasion that we

death. And of course,

smug smile

horror at him. 

that‘s cruel. You would be

mates forcefully from

in the process? Wouldn‘t

affected?” He

at me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

we‘re beasts. We take what

fit. And it‘s up to

win. You know how it works. We‘re

humans who go to court every five

the littlest

does make a point. We can‘t

as humans since it‘s

living among humans makes me

things differently sometimes.

obvious. He shrugs like it‘s not his

while I narrow my eyes

make

and has so many flaws

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

walk past us

doing anything. Our beasts

us.” He

about the person

killed. Won‘t he or she feel

of his mate?” I tilt my head

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re

healed as we mark them. Just as you

feel the mate bond any more with that

spits the last part in disdain,

can see the anger and

anything for

he never existed in

before. 

to stare at Reagan.

heard you‘re reporting

I

how much he

And his demeanor

a bit

then, running

through his hair. 

don‘t give that much a f**k

the mutt and would love if

forest. But Adrian

case before we got here without even

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

so, sometimes, he

I can‘t do much about him

works directly for the king,

superior to me.” 

you at least do

mine,

me in

defend Brad, but I

enough. You tore

That‘s the worst

a

people would even

looks away to the wall, and

of his jaw to draw him back

don‘t have any feelings for him. But right

guilty for all

fault

one who

Reagan states. 

But it still

any better. And him

only make me feel worse.” I

eyes, cupping his jaw as I stand

hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt me

the state that he is.”

mulls over it for a while,

hand gently on

he gruffly agrees.

I‘ll see what I

grin spread wide on my

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly throw

him to give him a tight hug.

for a second in

me. I suddenly feel like

has been lifted off my shoulders. The

his grave so early

on my chest. A lot of

starting from Luna Ciara,

Alpha Benson and

after a

into Reagan‘s hair as he keeps

buried in my

placing a kiss on

going

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