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

reveling at the moment. I realized.

that part of my

or gone

caring with his guard down.

expressions

to him somehow.

ask while he strokes my

long fingers. I lift my head

as he looks at me in question.

have happened if

Brad? Would you

known I‘m your mate?” A shadow

can see his jaw clench

slightly. 

gruffly answers,

confused. But that doesn‘t

sense! 

sees

my face before pulling

Lycans, it‘s extremely rare to find

it‘s

extended lives. But anyway, if

we can still find our

claimed

that

duel to the death. And

adds with a smug smile

horror at him. 

cruel. You would

mates forcefully

kill one in the process? Wouldn‘t he

she be affected?” He

with his

disbelief. 

We take what

it‘s up to the best man

know how it works. We‘re not

with humans who go

the littlest

does make a point.

as humans since it‘s not our

But living among humans makes

differently

obvious. He shrugs like it‘s not

narrow my eyes at

make the rules. The

isn‘t perfect and has so

can‘t fix. But you can‘t expect us to

our mate walk past

without doing anything. Our

us.”

the

just killed. Won‘t he or she feel the

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

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re

mark them. Just as you

feel the mate bond any more with that

mutt.” He spits the last part in disdain,

I can see the anger and hatred in his

feel anything for Brad anymore.

like he never

before. 

my head to stare

heard you‘re

I cautiously bring up the

much he hates

Brad. And his

a bit dark.

then, running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

don‘t give that much

the mutt and would love if he had

But Adrian had

got here without even

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

so, sometimes, he

me. And I can‘t

since he works directly for the

superior to me.” 

you at least do something?”

to mine,

me in a

to defend Brad, but I think

already suffered enough. You

That‘s the

to give a werewolf, especially

people would even prefer death

to the wall, and I

hold of his jaw to draw him back to me.

feelings for him. But

feel really guilty for all

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

the one who rejected

Reagan states. 

it still doesn‘t

him being sent

would only make me feel worse.” I stare

warm eyes, cupping his jaw as I stand

hips, “Besides, he

state that he

mulls over it for a while,

gently on my hips. With a

he gruffly

I‘ll see what I

grin spread wide

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw my

him to give him a tight hug.

a second in shock

me. I

lifted off

Brad meeting his grave so early had

chest.

been affected, starting

Alpha Benson and Stacy.

state after

fingers into Reagan‘s hair as he

in my

too.” He breathes, placing a kiss on my

going

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