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,

think for one second

every possible way I can.”

to my neck then my breast, and

in fear as

any space

my

body, and I involuntarily let out a moan.

immediately as my eyes widen in

I sounded like one of those

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

I gasp at the amount of pleasure that little action brought

large hand lands on my waist, holding me

and bite at that

moan louder than before.

my flushed face

Better.” He says and backs

going to have a shower.

me an irresistible smile, almost making it hard

to reject:

it.” He

that makes my stomach curl. I’m

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

and look away

shrugs before turning to leave

bathroom.

shuts the door behind

on the bed with a

life

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

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

can talk to and express

wolf is unusually dilent and can hardly

silent and I can

what she does.

has shut me

mostly confused or

once more, I look down

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

the pair of heels I have

second door across the room.

shower running from the first,

second must be the

door before twisting the handle open. It’s dark, so I search for the light switch and flick it on. I’m

clothing while

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

scent immediately irritates me even

and anger take over as my

that is red in color and very provocative. Even

peaks out through my eyes as she senses another

been in this

or is living

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

must have or is living here

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

think Lycan

Reagan’s shirt that would be too

the wardrobe. I’d rather sleep in his

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

already hate her.

is probably all

Reagan’s mate. Lycans only mate with

both

to associate themselves

That’s why Gina had been rudely turned down by

They look at us as

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

tear me into

close to Reagan,

And I do not want

still seething and fuming

of the bathroom with

hips. And

c***s an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy admiring his packs and muscles. His hair

neck to his toned chest and his

disappearing into that V-shaped…

say, “I want my own

“I already told you, no.”

towel around his neck as he looks

but I’m not going to sleep

i spit the word, “lady: with

look on my face

his eyebrows at me in

wardrobe at

open. Realization dawns on his face before

me with

asks with a

edge of

not. I

slit throat for

the word ‘Lycan’ so he would get my

an ordinary she-wolf that won’t

from his kind’s

nods in

at him

about that, though. Janet

and haven’t seen each other

still here? Why am

answers. “I’m not sure.

so I didn’t mind.”

and goes, sometimes, when I’m

and

jealous,

wrong with me? I can feel

but she still

in

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