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 I’ll be denying

every possible

then my breast, and I

swallow my saliva in fear as he

space

my neck sending zaps of

I involuntarily let out a moan. I snap

my eyes widen

like one of those

tongue out to lay at one spot belore

I gasp at the amount of pleasure that little action brought

of his large hand lands on my waist,

bite at

moan louder than before.

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

says

going to have a

me an irresistible smile, almost making it hard for

to reject:

He coaxes with his

that makes my stomach curl. I’m

later.” i wrap my

away from

turning

bathroom.

he shuts the door behind

bed

my life

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

No one can help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on

here, just someone I can talk

My wolf is unusually dilent and

unusually silent

what she does.

like she has shut me out. Something she

mostly confused

once more, I look down at

me have a

of heels I have

second door across the room. I

shower running from the

So the second must

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

arranged with men’s clothing while the

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

nose as the scent immediately irritates me even though

take over as my hand touches

color and very provocative. Even

out through my eyes as she senses another

in this

is living here to have

she doesn’t

or is living

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

think Lycan

Reagan’s shirt

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

female.

already hate her.

is probably

be Reagan’s mate.

werewolves mate both

associate themselves with

been rudely turned down by

They look at us as nothing

there is no way I’m mated to a Lycan and a Prince at that. That female

me into pieces with

to Reagan,

them. And I do not want

fuming in the

the bathroom with a towel

And he uses another to

an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy admiring

to his toned chest and

disappearing into that V-shaped…

my head and say, “I want

“I already told you,

the towel around his neck as he looks down at

not going to

in.” i spit the word, “lady: with

look on my face

at

move past me to the wardrobe

his

with a

you jealous?” He asks with

edge of

not. I

for stealing another

‘Lycan’ so he would get my

that won’t

from his

in mock understanding,

at him in

that, though.

haven’t seen each other since

clothes still here? Why

“I’m not

so I didn’t mind.” He

and goes, sometimes, when

and

jealous, asking him

can

but

scent in this

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