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. 

our

reveling at the moment.

my plan was also working.

I haven‘t fought or

caring with his guard

expressions and feel more

to him somehow.

while he strokes my hair

lift my

him as he looks

would have happened

to Brad? Would you have

your mate?” A shadow

I can see his jaw clench

slightly. 

He gruffly answers, making

confused. But that

sense! 

he sees the question

over my face before pulling

extremely rare

it‘s a curse on us or

our extended lives. But

we can still find our

claimed by another.

rare occasion that we find them,

duel to the death. And of course, we

with a smug smile while I stare

horror at him. 

that‘s cruel. You would

forcefully

in the

she be affected?” He frowns at my questions,

me with his

disbelief. 

We take

see fit. And it‘s up to the

it works. We‘re not

humans who go to court every five

to settle the littlest of disputes.”

a point.

as humans since it‘s not

But living among humans

differently

He shrugs like it‘s not his

narrow my eyes at

don‘t make the rules. The

perfect and

you can‘t

mate walk past

without doing anything. Our beasts

us.”

about the person

or she

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

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re

as we mark them.

bond

the last part in disdain,

the anger and hatred in his

I don‘t feel anything

almost like he never existed in my heart

before. 

shake my head to

heard you‘re reporting

council.” I cautiously bring

how much he

And his

a bit dark.

running a

through his hair. 

give that much a

would love if he had

forest. But Adrian

we got here without even telling

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

he acts

And I can‘t do

directly for the king, who is

superior to me.” 

you at least do

to mine, and they narrow down

me in a warning.

trying to defend Brad, but

has already suffered enough. You tore

Reagan. That‘s

a werewolf, especially

people would even

to the wall, and

of his jaw to draw him back to

feelings for him. But

really guilty for all

It‘s partially my fault he‘s in this

one

Reagan states. 

it still doesn‘t make

better. And him being

me

his jaw as

hips, “Besides, he can‘t

state that he

mulls over it for a while,

his hand gently on my

he gruffly

what I can do.”

a grin spread wide on my

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw my

around him to give him a tight

second in shock before

around me. I suddenly feel like

has been lifted off my shoulders. The

his

on my chest. A lot

starting from

Alpha Benson

state after a while, lacing

Reagan‘s hair as he

in my neck.

too.” He breathes, placing

going

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