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 the moment. I

part of my plan was also

or gone

so caring with his

expressions and feel more

to him somehow.

I ask while he strokes my

I lift my head

he looks at me in

me, what would have

to Brad?

your mate?” A shadow looms

his face, and I can see

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making me

confused. But that doesn‘t make

sense! 

when he sees the question written

face before pulling

extremely rare

don‘t know if it‘s a curse on

of our extended lives.

can

claimed by another. And

that

duel to the death. And of course, we

smug smile

horror at him. 

You

mates forcefully from

and kill one in the

be affected?” He frowns at my questions,

at me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

beasts. We take

fit. And it‘s up to the

how it

go to court every

the littlest of

does make a point. We can‘t follow the

as humans since it‘s

But living among

things differently

He shrugs like it‘s not

while I narrow my eyes

make the rules.

bond isn‘t perfect and has so many

But you

mate walk past us with some

without doing anything. Our beasts

us.”

the person

or

tilt

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re with

healed as we mark

bond any more with

the last part in disdain,

I can see the anger and hatred in

I don‘t feel anything for Brad

like he never existed in my

before. 

shake my head to stare

of Brad...I heard you‘re reporting

to the council.” I cautiously bring up the

much he hates me talking

Brad. And his demeanor does change,

bit dark.

running a

through his hair. 

don‘t give that much a

love if he had

in that forest. But Adrian had already filed

before we got here

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

sometimes, he

can‘t do much about him

directly for the

superior to me.” 

at least do something?”

mine,

in a

defend Brad,

has already suffered enough. You tore out

That‘s the

a

even

the wall, and

to draw him

don‘t have any feelings for him.

feel really guilty for all he‘s

fault he‘s in this

the one who rejected

Reagan states. 

it

better. And him

make me feel worse.”

warm eyes, cupping his jaw

his hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt me

state that he is.”

mulls over it for a while,

on my hips. With a

he gruffly agrees.

I can do.” He

a grin spread wide on my

lips. 

Tunexpectedly

give him a

a second in

I suddenly

been lifted off my shoulders.

Brad meeting his

chest.

affected, starting from Luna

Benson

hungry,” i state after

hair as

buried in

breathes, placing a kiss

before going lower.

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