Prince Reagan

The air is chilly outside, but I feel warm thanks to my wolf. The moon is big and bright up in the sky as I continue to stare at it. It almost feels like it’s trying to comfort me as it looks down to me.

Nights of full moons are one of the best for shifting into a werewolf. We are stronger then, and our senses are more heightened. We feel more connected to our inner wolves during this time as our first shifts are mostly during a full moon.

I had mine during one too. It was painful, my bones cracked into different positions, and I remember crying a lot that night. But after shifting a lot of times, I’m used to the pain, and it hurts less.

After the inauguration ceremony is done and over with, most werewolves will take off into the forest to shift into their wolf form. We do not miss the opportunity of a full moon since it happens only once in a month. Brad would lead us as the new Alpha through the woods, and together, we all would howl at the moon all night.

I will not be joining them tonight, though. Anything that deals with Brad irks me. I hope my wolf quickly heals so I can find an unmated wolf from another pack and get out of this one.

I love my pack. I grew up here, and my parents live here. It will be hard to say goodbye, but if I wanna completely move on, then I need to distance myself from that prick.

“There you are. I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” I hear someone sigh in relief behind me, startling me out of my thoughts. I turn to see Lana by the doorway of the balcony, looking disoriented while puffing out breaths. Something doesn’t feel right.

The balcony is now empty as everyone had gone inside to watch Brad take the title of Alpha except me. But the packhouse is eerily silent, which is the opposite of what it’s supposed to be. By now, Brad should have been named Alpha, and there should be howls and whistles of merriment.

I scrunch my eyebrows in suspicion as Lana exhales in relief but still looks…scared?

“What’s wrong?” I slowly ask, making my way towards her. She pauses, looking unsure with a puzzled look on her face.

“I’m not sure either, but…you’re being called inside.” She announces. I stiffen in response as dread washes over me.

Was that why it’s silent inside? Because of me? But why? The only reason I could think of for the ceremony to halt for me is if…if they knew about me being Brad’s real mate.

My eyes widen in horror as I stare at Lana. She seems puzzled also, not knowing why I’m being summoned.

This is bad. This is really bad. If alpha Benson knows about Brad and me, he will force Brad to break his bond with Stacy and then mate me. I don’t wanna be a mate to a jerk like him. I still am a bit attracted to him, but I don’t want him anywhere near me. It’s a hot and cold situation.

But how did they find out? Had Brad revealed this to them? But that doesn’t make any sense. Why would he? He had made it clear that he wanted Stacy by his side and not me.

“Are you alright?” Lana asks, probably noticing the pale look on my face. I quickly shake out of my thoughts and put on a fake smile.

“I’m fine. Just a bit surprised.” I lie. She nods in return before grabbing my hand and leading me inside.

“We have to hurry.”

I feel the tension in the air immediately as I walked in. The whole place is so silent, you would think the room empty and not filled with hundreds of werewolves. Our packhouse is large enough to hold thousands of people, and some werewolves reside here. But they’re mainly people with higher authority, like the Alpha, his beta, and the rest. Some omegas live here too as servants.

Everyone’s heads snap to me as I walk in, and they make a passage for me to walk through. Lana has already left my side, and I suddenly feel very nervous with everyone’s curious gaze on me.

Apart from that, I can feel a powerful aura coming from the front, and my guess is that the Prince is here.

Not even our former Alpha has such a strong aura.

Swallowing down my nervousness, I brush my sweaty palms down my gown before walking forward. More people clear the path for me to pass by. But I notice the farther I go, the more everyone’s head is bowed down with their neck open in a sign of submission. Even I feel the urge to bare my neck open like that, but it’s somehow different. Like I can ignore it if I want to.

thick earthy masculine scent in the air mixed with an expensive cologne. And it smells so heavenly, I can’t

I reach the end of the line,

and bored posture is the most handsome, no, beautiful man I’ve ever seen. His hair is a golden color like the sun, and he

me. I can feel the intensity in them as he raises his hand, stroking a floral scarf in them. Wait! That’s my

tray in hand. Her neck is bare in submission like everyone else, but her eyes move up to meet mine at that

and alpha Benson. I do the

floor before hearing soft footfalls, and they are striding over to me. My eyes are looking at my silver heels in interest

I can see the owner of the shoe slowly walk around me before stopping behind me. Then I suddenly feel his hand brush away my hair from my neck, leaving

That’s odd.

touch. Maybe it’s because she can sense the power radiating from him, so she doesn’t want to

suddenly fanning the area he left open before I hear him inhale a deep breath. My hands clutch my dress tighter as his

his thumb and forefinger to raise my head up, and I’m met with the most

rumbles through his chest with his eyes

Wait! What?!

it in the look Brad gives me sometimes, but this one is different. More

stretches his arm out to wrap

pushing him away, but I’m left dazed by his magnificent face structure. He leans his face down, and I feel his lips by the shell of my ear as

“Mate.”

roars behind him, and I

spot, not sure what is going on yet. Did he just call me

hear him let out a loud snarl. I notice he isn’t too bulky, but neither is he too thin, just lean, muscular…and perfect. His

of Brad having on a jealous look. His fists are clenched by his sides, and his whole body is shaking, trying to reign

a Lycan?!

shocked. Stacy is holding on to her mate’s shaking arm, trying to get him to back down and not do

him exerting his alpha dominance over him. But what he doesn’t know

his father, leaving everyone stunned, including

the whole

Oh, no.

will be consequences! I

furrowing his eyebrows. He looks

“What do you mean?”

calm and collected, watching the scene in curiosity. I can’t see his face, but I can imagine his eyes gauging Brad, trying to find out what he

murmurings of werewolf begin to quieten down as alpha Benson glares at everyone with his body radiating authority. His sharp eyes move across the room, and soon, the

the Prince to avoid the curious gazes we are given. My eyes scan the crowd, and I see my parents not to far

Luna Ciara, alpha Benson’s mate, comes forward, looking

take this to my mate’s office…that is

as a Luna as her mate is too disoriented to act right now. I can see the wheels turning in his head as

office. My wrist, however, is grabbed by His Majesty, making me walk by his side. Brad’s gaze follows this with a scowl,

anything. I’m

He called me his.

werewolf only has one mate. There’s no such thing as a second mate. It’s impossible as it would create havoc. One person can only belong to another person, not two.