Prince Reagan

Th Warehouse

My eyes are heavy with sleep, and my body is still slumped in the back of the moving truck. It feels like we’ve been driving for hours, but maybe it was a few minutes. I’m not sure, find it hard to comprehend anything that’s happening. I’ve been drifting in and out of consciousness, waking up anytime I feel the truck jerk. Plus, it’s not easy to get some sleep with a creepy guy staring at you.

I’m just staring at the burly guy opposite me who hasn’t stopped gazing at my exposed legs with lusty eyes. I wish I hadn’t picked these stupid denim shorts to wear today.

That sick smirk on his face, making me know I’m in deep s**t, infuriates me to no end. And

I can’t wait to gain my strength back before teaching him a lesson he will never forget.

Suddenly, the truck starts to wobble on the road, turning bumpy as I jerk a bit. I’m guessing we’re no longer on the main road. Where the hell are these bastards taking me?

If I could speak, I would be yelling profanities, asking what they wanted from me and who the f**k they are. Since they were able to overpower me at the penthouse, I’m guessing they aren’t human. Werewolf maybe…it’s hard to tell with their masked scent. But I will go with that. And the only werewolves who are stupid enough to kidnap the mate of a Prince are rogues, like those who have been ambushing werewolf packs and kidnapping she-wolves. And maybe they thought me an easy catch since I’m still in the process of transforming.

With this realization, I look once more to my attacker to see his creepy eyes still on me. I can feel my strength slowly slip back into my body, and the pain reduces little by little. I think! can move some of my fingers now, though not much. I try to be discreet so that the weirdo in front of me doesn’t notice. I’m actually surprised I’m regaining my strength so quickly, considering I had been injected twice.

But with my strength comes that of my wolf’s also, and I can feel her anger burning inside

me with hatred for our captors. She had been the one to suffer the most from the wolf’s bane

and wishes nothing more than to claw at their throats. But as she regains her strength, I feel my heat resurface along with it.

I’m suddenly feeling how my heat spreads around my body, and I can feel my wolf’s emotion heighten as she wishes to come out and inflict a lot of pain. My tired eyes turn to a

harsh glare as I stare back at my captor, who has his head tilted to the side in curiosity as he

studies me. Suddenly, he goes rigid and sniffs the air. I watch his eyes turn dark as he stands

and walks closer to where I lay.

“You really smell amazing, whore.” He chuckles, crouching beside me with his leering gaze

down my neck, while I still have to hide my intentions and ball my fist instead of attacking

without plan. I still feel disoriented, so it would be wise not to do anything yet.

“Maybe I’ll have my fun with you before we sell you off to the highest bidder. And you, my friend, will make us a lot of cash.”

My stomach churns in disgust at his vile words while he keeps trailing his finger down to my breast, and my only thought is to spring up and choke him to death. If only I had enough

strength.

So it seems I was right. This might be the rogues we’ve been after all this while.

me that. “You’ll need it since you’ll be screaming it soon.” His sadistic smirk stretches and my chest burns

then, the truck suddenly comes to a halt, and my captor stands up to open the door before carrying me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I close my eyes against the

I see we’re surrounded by trees all around, in

too far from us, where it seems my captor is taking me. The other guy must be the driver,

to the warehouse.

for miles, and I wonder if we’re even in LA anymore. I don’t know how

sometimes.

sound of large doors being slid open

dark and empty, with little to no furniture in

open what I believe a basement. We move down a flight of stairs, and that’s when

scream.

place crowded with girls chained by

exposed

on me as I notice these girls aren’t humans

two dozen of

So that’s why we couldn’t find

look at me with their wide eyes and curious gaze. Fear was apparent in them as they stare back at the men guarding them with sick smirks on their faces. Some are dragged about by their hair, eliciting screams and sobs of pain. I watch horrified as some

in the middle of the room. His sharp eyes glaring all around him with authority and warning evident in

floor beside his leg. I lay slump, seeming debilitated even though I could move some of my limbs right now. But I have to keep pretending if I want to leave this place alive and save these she-wolves. I wouldn’t be able to take all the men in the room by myself, as they are many and could still

feel my wolf’s longing to attack. She was overly pissed

in the chair says, inspecting me with his eyes as I lay

and I grit

mocks me.

then, staring at me once more with a frown. He sniffs the air before his eyes

her scent?!” The two men cower back at their

before apologizing hastily.

sorry, boss. We were just in a hurry before her mate came back. Please forgive us.” The lean guy quickly explains with shaky knees. The boss continues to glare at them,

can track her here?

at them as they continue to tremble in fear. It’s fascinating to see two grown men shiver like

of the guards ask, and I look up then to see

of that to focus on the problem at hand. I’m under

at me like I’m their next meal

pounce. f**k!

a way her wolf’s saying

my eyes dart around before landing on the feminine figure emerging from behind the boss’s

her eyes peering down at me in hatred and satisfaction of

standing tall above me like a villainess. I know she’s not a captive

red top with her hair curled falling over her

the boss’s cheek while he