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

having you in every possible way I

breast, and I see

my saliva in fear as he moves in

any space

my neck sending

body, and I involuntarily let out a moan. I

shut immediately as my eyes

like

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

accord buck towards him as I gasp at

large hand lands on my waist,

and bite at that spot.

moan louder than before.

pulls back then with a groan to look at my flushed face and then my neck before

He says and backs

have a

smile, almost making

to reject:

He coaxes with

that makes my stomach

take one later.”

look away from

shrugs before turning

bathroom.

shuts the door behind him, I flop

the bed with

is my life always so

an alpha, rejects me, now a Lycan Prince has declared me his. And there’s nothing I

No one can help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on my own. Right now, I wish Lana

can talk to and

is unusually

wolf is unusually silent and

what she does.

shut me out. Something

confused or

I look down

me have

of

second door across

shower running from

So the second must be the

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

with men’s clothing while the

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

the scent immediately irritates me

take over as my hand touches a

red in color and very

eyes

in

is living here

room. And she doesn’t

is living here to have so

room. And she doesn’t smell human, but

think Lycan

of Reagan’s

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

female.

already hate her.

is probably all a

Reagan’s mate.

both their

prefer to associate themselves with only

why Gina had been

at us

to a Lycan and a Prince at that. That female Lycan that owns those

and would tear me into pieces with her bare claws

Reagan, I’ve heard

I do not want to be

fuming

walks out of the

low on his hips. And

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

toned chest and his

disappearing into that V-shaped…

say, “I want my own

exasperatedly, “I already told you, no.”

towel around his neck

going

i spit the word, “lady:

look on my face

eyebrows at me in

to the wardrobe at the back that

open. Realization dawns on his face before he

with a

jealous?” He asks with

the edge

“No, I’m not.

throat for

word ‘Lycan’ so he would get my point.

ordinary she-wolf that

his

sure.” He nods in mock understanding, and

him in

though. Janet

age and haven’t seen each other since

her clothes still here? Why am I

answers. “I’m not sure. I’m not

so I didn’t mind.”

comes and goes, sometimes, when I’m

nod and look away,

do sound jealous, asking

me? I can feel

explanation, but

scent in

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