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,

don’t think for one

possible

breast, and I see them

in

any space

my

I involuntarily let out a moan.

my eyes widen in

sounded like one of those

his tongue out to lay at one spot belore taking it between

I gasp at the amount

of his large hand lands on my waist, holding

suck and bite at that spot. And

moan louder than before.

my flushed face

He says

a

almost

to reject:

love it.” He coaxes with his voice

that makes my

later.” i wrap

and look away from

He shrugs before turning to

bathroom.

the door behind him, I flop

the bed with a

my life

alpha, rejects me, now a Lycan

help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on my own. Right now, I

just someone I can

wolf is unusually dilent

My wolf is unusually silent and

what she does.

like she has shut me out. Something

mostly confused or

look down at

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

pair of heels

to the second door across the room.

running from the

the second must be the walk-in

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

clothing while the

from the right side, but another female’s scent is

my nose as the scent immediately irritates me even though it’s

as my hand touches

is red in color and very

eyes as she senses

been in this

have or is living here to have so

another man’s room. And she

have or is living

And she doesn’t smell

think Lycan

distaste before spinning and grabbing one of Reagan’s

I’d rather sleep in his shirt

that belongs to that female. I haven’t met her,

already hate her.

know what? This is

be Reagan’s mate. Lycans

both their kind and

associate themselves with

That’s why Gina had been rudely

They look at us as nothing

same way. So there is no way I’m mated to a Lycan and a Prince at

would tear me into pieces with her

Reagan, I’ve heard

them. And I do

and fuming

out of the bathroom with

on his hips. And he uses another

an eyebrow at me. But I’m too

toned chest and his

disappearing into that V-shaped…

head and say, “I want my

already

the towel around his neck as

going to sleep in the

i spit the word, “lady:

look on my face

furrows his eyebrows at

the wardrobe at the back

open. Realization dawns on his face before he

with a

you jealous?” He asks

the edge of his

scrunch my nose, “No, I’m not. I just don’t

throat for stealing

word ‘Lycan’ so he

she-wolf that won’t be

from his

nods in

at him in

that, though. Janet

haven’t seen each

still

he answers. “I’m not sure.

I didn’t mind.” He

and goes, sometimes, when I’m

and look away,

do sound jealous, asking him

can feel my

at his explanation, but she

in this

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