Prince Reagan

Chapter 5

A Bite In The Bedroom

Turns out, I’m in an impressively large penthouse and

not in Canada.

The round walls, floor to ceiling, are mostly made of

windows that give a beautiful view of the city with the

curtains pulled open. The wide-spaced sitting room has two

large curved sofas with grey, white and black cushions neatly

arranged on it. The hardwood floor is smooth, and the

ceiling is sky-high. There’s a bar at the back and a spiral

staircase leading upstairs.

Reagan pulls me to the stairs while stare at everything

in awe. Reagan. I like the sound of that name.

My eyes shifting from one spot to another when I heard

him say.

“The rest are probably asleep by now.” I turn to him

then.

“You’ll get to meet them tomorrow.”

“The rest?” I ask as we emerge into a long hallway. Our

light footsteps are the only things that can be heard as we

walk further to stop in front of a large door,

I think it’s the master’s bedroom as it’s at the end of the

hallway, and its door is larger than the rest.

“My friends.” He swifily turns the knob and pushes it open for me to walk in.

I take in how widely spaced the bedroom is a king-sized

bed in the middle laid with grey and white bedsheets. The

Lighting here is dim, and the grey walls make it look darker. The curtains are drawn close with only the bedside lampon,

I can see there are two other doors across the room that I

imagine leads to a bathroom and walk-in closet.

The whole design and decoration of the house is

extravagant but has a hint of elegance to it.

And Reagan’s sont is more evident here. It’s swirling

around the room and into my nostrils, filling my mind with

different erotic thoughts.

I turn when I hear the bedroom door lock and see

Reagan walk further into the room towards me.

*Uh..where will be sleeping?” I ask, warily watching

him.

“Here, of course.” He answers matter of fact as he walks

past me to flop on the bed, and he begins to take off his shoe

“And you?” i nervously ask, dreading the answer.

He halts in his movement to look up at me with a

perfect eyebrow c

  1. d. My palms begin to sweat as I wait for

his answer

“Here, also.”

“But that‘s not possible!” I speedily protest with my eyes wide open in fear. If we sleep in this room together, I’m

not sure I’ll be pure anymore come morning.

Reagan swiftly pulls off his last shoe before standing up

to tower over my small frame as he walks closer. His stance

and aura are intimidating, making me take a step back.

“Let’s get one thing straight. Just because I didn’t mark

and claim you in front of everyone when I first saw you, it

doesn’t mean I’m going to be giving you any space. I’m only letting you walk free without my bite on your pretty little neck because your wolf is still going through heartbreak.”

By now, my back is against the wall as he keeps coming

closer to me, and I have nowhere else to go.

He traps me with one of his hands beside my head on

the wall while I stare up at him. He looks pissed like he’s

restraining himself from doing something

His face leans in closer to mine, and our lips are almost

touching as he hisses,

one second I’ll be

having you in every possible way I can.”

breast, and I see

in fear as he moves in

space

my neck

I involuntarily let out a

my eyes widen in horror.

like one

at one spot belore taking it between his teeth.

as I gasp at the amount of

of his large hand lands on my waist,

bite at that spot. And

moan louder than before.

at my

says and backs

a

an irresistible smile, almost

to reject:

love it.” He coaxes with

tone that makes

fine. I’ll take one later.” i wrap my arms

away

before turning

bathroom.

he shuts the door behind

the bed

life always so

who is an alpha, rejects me, now a Lycan Prince has declared me

my alpha...I’m

can talk

is unusually dilent and can hardly

My wolf is unusually silent and I can barely

what she does.

has shut me

mostly confused or

more, I look down at

would wear. Since Reagan isn’t letting me have a say in the matter, I’m here with nothing but

the pair of

to the second door across the room.

shower running from

the second must be the walk-in

open. It’s dark, so I search for the light switch and flick it on. I’m struck by the number of

men’s clothing while the

can smell Reagan’s scent coming from the right side, but another female’s scent is

the scent immediately irritates me even though

and anger take over as

in color and very

out through my eyes as

been in this

or is living here to

And she doesn’t

or is living here to have

room. And she doesn’t

think Lycan

spinning and grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt

I’d rather sleep in his

that female. I haven’t met her,

already hate her.

This is probably all

be Reagan’s mate. Lycans only

werewolves mate both

prefer to associate themselves with

had been rudely turned down by

at us as nothing but inferior

they treat humans the same way. So there is no way I’m mated to a Lycan and a

would tear me into pieces

to Reagan, I’ve

And I do not want to be on that

and fuming in

out of the bathroom with

low on his hips. And he uses another to wipe

on my pacing form immediately, and he c***s an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy admiring his packs and muscles. His hair is still wet, and some

toned chest and his

disappearing into that V-shaped…

my head and say,

already told

neck as he

but I’m not going to

i spit the word, “lady: with a

look on my face

his eyebrows at me in question

move past me to the wardrobe at the back that I

open. Realization dawns on his face

me with a

asks

edge

I’m not. I just

throat for stealing another

so he would get

ordinary she-wolf that won’t

from his

nods in

him

though.

haven’t seen each other

why are her clothes still here? Why am I

he answers. “I’m not sure.

so I didn’t mind.” He

comes and goes, sometimes,

and look

do sound jealous, asking him about

wrong with me? I can feel

his explanation, but

in this

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