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,

for one second I’ll be

having you in every possible way I

neck then my breast,

swallow my saliva in fear as he

space

on my

body, and I involuntarily let out a moan.

my eyes widen

me? I sounded like one of

as he pulls his tongue out to lay at one

towards him as I gasp at the

large hand lands on my waist, holding me

continues to suck and bite at that spot. And this time,

moan louder than before.

at my flushed face and then my neck before

Better.” He says

to have a shower. Wannajoin

smile, almost

to reject:

it.” He coaxes with his

makes my stomach

take one later.” i

away from

before turning to leave

bathroom.

shuts the door

the bed with

life always

a Lycan

one can help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on my

someone I can

My wolf is unusually dilent and can hardly

My wolf is unusually silent and

what she does.

me out. Something she does

mostly confused or

I look down at

wear. Since Reagan isn’t letting me have a say in

of heels

eyes drift to the second door across

the shower running from

second must be

before twisting the handle open. It’s dark, so I search for the light switch and flick it on. I’m struck by the number of clothes that are in here, both for men and women. The right

clothing while the other

right side, but another female’s scent is

as the scent immediately irritates

as my hand

in color and very provocative. Even

through my eyes as

been in this

must have or is living here to have so

she

living here to have so

another man’s room. And she

think Lycan

grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt that

I’d rather sleep in his shirt than

belongs to that female. I

already hate her.

is probably

Reagan’s mate. Lycans only

mate both their kind and

prefer to associate themselves with

been rudely turned

Lycan. They look at us as

mated to a Lycan and a Prince at that. That female Lycan

tear me into pieces with her

Reagan, I’ve

I do not want

fuming in the

walks out of the

low on his hips. And he uses another to

my pacing form immediately, and he c***s an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy

neck to his toned chest and his abs

disappearing into that V-shaped…

my head and say,

already told you, no.”

around his neck as he looks down at

not going to sleep in the

spit the word,

look on my face

furrows his eyebrows at me in question

me to the wardrobe at the

open. Realization dawns on his face before

with a

asks with a

edge

not. I just don’t want to

a slit throat for

‘Lycan’ so he would

ordinary she-wolf that won’t be able

from his kind’s

nods in mock understanding, and

him in

that, though. Janet and i split

age and haven’t seen

her clothes still here? Why

“I’m not

didn’t

goes, sometimes,

nod and

do sound jealous, asking him

wrong with me? I can feel my wolf calm

his explanation, but she

scent in this

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