Prince Reagan

Chapter 25

 

Progress 

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

a while, reveling at

part of my plan was also

I haven‘t fought or gone

with his guard down. I can

expressions and feel

him somehow.

I ask while he strokes

I lift my head

at him as he looks at me in question.

me, what would have happened

to Brad? Would

known I‘m your mate?” A shadow

and I can see his

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making me

that doesn‘t make

sense! 

sees the question

face before pulling me

Lycans, it‘s extremely rare to

don‘t know if it‘s a curse on

lives. But

unmated, we can still

they‘ve been claimed

it‘s a rare occasion that we

duel to the death. And of course,

adds with a smug

horror at him. 

You

forcefully

in the

He

at me with his

disbelief. 

we‘re beasts. We take

it‘s up to

know how it works. We‘re

who go to court every five

the

does make a point. We can‘t

as humans since it‘s not

living among humans makes

differently sometimes.

obvious. He shrugs like it‘s not his

my eyes at him.

I don‘t make the rules. The

perfect and

you can‘t expect us

past us with

doing anything. Our beasts

let us.” He

about the person whose mate

he or she feel

mate?” I tilt my head at him in

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re with us,

we mark them. Just as you

the mate bond any more

the last

can see the anger and

I don‘t feel anything for

almost like he never existed in my heart

before. 

head to stare at

of Brad...I heard

I cautiously

he hates me talking

his demeanor does

a bit

sighs then, running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

give that much

mutt and would love if

But

case before we got here

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

he acts

I can‘t do much about him

works directly for

superior to me.” 

at least

mine, and they narrow down

in a

trying to defend Brad, but I

already suffered enough. You tore

canines, Reagan. That‘s the worst

a

Some people would even prefer death to

away to the

of his jaw to draw him back to

have any feelings for him.

really guilty for

partially my fault he‘s in

one who

Reagan states. 

know that. But it still

any better. And him being sent

make me feel worse.” I

his warm eyes, cupping his jaw

his hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt

the state that he is.”

mulls over it for a

both his hand gently on my hips.

gruffly

I‘ll see what I can do.”

making a grin spread wide

lips. 

Tunexpectedly

around him to give him a tight hug.

rigid for a second in shock before he

me. I suddenly feel like a

off my shoulders. The

meeting his

heavy on my chest. A lot of

starting

Benson

hungry,” i state after a while, lacing

hair

buried in my neck.

breathes, placing

before going lower.

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