Prince Reagan

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

in every possible way I can.” His eyes

neck then my breast, and

saliva in fear as

space

on my

body, and I involuntarily let out a moan. I

my

I sounded like one

as he pulls his tongue out to lay at one spot

towards him as I gasp at the amount of pleasure that little action brought

hand lands on my waist,

suck and bite at that spot. And this time,

moan louder than before.

at my flushed face

He says and backs

to have a shower.

smile, almost making it hard for

to reject:

He coaxes with his

sexy low tone that makes my stomach curl. I’m

take one later.” i wrap my arms

look away from

He shrugs before turning to leave

bathroom.

door behind him, I flop

bed with

life always

an alpha, rejects me, now a Lycan Prince has declared me his.

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

I can talk to and

wolf is unusually dilent and can hardly

is unusually silent and

what she does.

shut me out. Something she does

mostly confused or

once more, I look down at my dress and

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

pair of heels I have

second door across the

running from the

So the second must

search for the light switch and flick it on. I’m struck by the number of clothes that are in here, both

men’s clothing while the

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

nose as the scent immediately irritates

as my hand

color

through my eyes as she

in

or is living here to have so many

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

must have or is living here to have

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

think Lycan

grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt that would be too

wardrobe. I’d rather sleep in his shirt than

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

already hate her.

is probably all a

can’t be Reagan’s mate. Lycans only

both

to associate

Gina had been

They look at us as nothing

their kind and they treat humans the same way. So there is no way I’m mated to a Lycan and a Prince at that. That female Lycan that owns those

tear me into pieces

sees me close to Reagan, I’ve heard

I do not want to be on

seething and fuming in

out of the

And he uses another to wipe

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 droplets

neck to his toned chest and

disappearing into that V-shaped…

say, “I want my own

“I already

the towel around his neck as

I’m not going to

lady resides in.” i spit the

look on my face

his eyebrows at me

me to the wardrobe at the back

Realization dawns on his face before he

with

He asks with

edge of

scrunch my nose, “No, I’m not. I just

slit throat for stealing another

so he

ordinary she-wolf that won’t be able

from his kind’s

in

him

to worry about that, though. Janet and i split up

time age and haven’t seen each other since

clothes still here?

answers. “I’m not sure. I’m not

didn’t

goes, sometimes, when I’m

nod and look

sound jealous, asking

I can feel my wolf calm down

explanation, but she

scent in