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 denying

having you in every possible way

then my breast, and

I swallow my saliva in fear as

any space between

my neck sending zaps of

I involuntarily let

shut immediately as my eyes widen

me? I sounded like

as he pulls his tongue out to lay at one spot belore taking it

at the amount of

large hand lands on my

to suck and bite at that spot. And this

moan louder than before.

my

says

have a shower.

an irresistible smile, almost

to reject:

you’ll love it.” He

low tone that makes my stomach

I’ll take one later.” i wrap my arms

away from those

shrugs before turning to leave to

bathroom.

he shuts the door behind him,

bed with

my life always so

is an alpha, rejects me, now a Lycan Prince has declared me his. And there’s

not my alpha...I’m on my own. Right

can

is unusually dilent and can hardly

wolf is unusually silent and I can

what she does.

shut me out. Something she

mostly confused or

look down at

me have a say in the matter,

the pair of heels I have

second door across the room.

running from the first,

second must be the walk-in

take light steps to the door 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

arranged with men’s clothing while the

coming from the right side,

immediately irritates me even though

as my hand touches

is red in color and very provocative. Even

peaks out through my eyes as she senses another

in this

must have or is living here to have

man’s room. And she doesn’t smell human, but

is living here to have

she doesn’t smell human,

think Lycan

one of Reagan’s shirt

of the wardrobe. I’d rather sleep in his shirt

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

already hate her.

This is probably

mate. Lycans

mate both their kind

prefer to associate

been

Lycan. They look at us as nothing but inferior

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

me into pieces with her

me close to Reagan, I’ve heard

And I do not want

and fuming in

the bathroom with a

hips. And he uses another

But I’m too busy admiring his packs and muscles. His hair is still wet, and

neck to his toned chest

disappearing into that V-shaped…

and say, “I want my

sighs exasperatedly, “I already

his neck as

know, but I’m not going to sleep in the

i spit the word, “lady:

look on my face

furrows his eyebrows at me

the wardrobe at

Realization dawns on his

me with

He asks with a

edge

I’m not.

throat for

so he

an ordinary she-wolf that won’t be able to

his

nods in mock

at him

about that, though.

time age and haven’t seen each other since

are her clothes still here? Why

answers. “I’m not sure. I’m not

I didn’t

comes and goes, sometimes,

and look

sound jealous, asking

can feel my wolf calm

at his explanation, but she still

in this

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