Prince Reagan

Chapter 9

Gifts From A Prince

i gulped down my sait as my father steps aside for

the powerful male to walk in. His pose depicts arrogance,

and his aura demands submission. I can feel my palms begin to sweat and my forehead too. My stomach churns, and I feel like throwing up the little sandwich I ate a while ago.

Reagan’s face has an expressionless mask on, making it hard for anyone to read him. But when his eyes move to

mine, I can see the twinkle in then, Like he has caught me

doing something naughty I’m not supposed to. I don’t know

if I should be scared or start to beg for forgiveness.

Adrian comes in behind His Highness, his face the same

stoic form. And I wonder how they got to know I’m here. Lexi

couldn’t have told him as she doesn’t even know either. Or

was this a mere coincidence? Had he planned to visit my

parents all along and we just happened to bump into each

other out of sheer misfortune?

Either way, I decide to stand firm and not show any sign of fear. I haven’t done anything wrong by visiting my parents. I’m not his prisoner, so he can’t question me for this act.

‘W…Welcome, Your Majesty:” My mum stutters beside

me while my dad closes the front door.

“Please, have a seat, you two.” She motions to the

couch we were cuddling on only a few seconds ago. I do not

say a word to acknowledge him but only move aside for him

tout. He doesn’i though, Lutins ad, miles michaguly

belare following my featsteps to where i stand,

Clad in a white shirt and black, parit, he looks even

are beautiful.

His boot stops right in front of my sandals, almast

touching and his eyes bore into mine. Not wanting to back

way like a scared little pup. I look right back up at him, not feeling the urge to submit like an average werewolf to a Lycan. His smile broadens, noticing my defiance, and his heedc” “s to study me. The air around us is thick, and I can

hear my parents’ shuffling on their feet due to nervousness.

My Eyes divert to my parents’ behind him, and I’mn met

with their stern disappointed looks. They don’t like my show

of disrespect and expect me to submit right away. I

reluctantly oblige and bare my neck in submission, gritting my teeth in the process as I look to the floor.

I feel his hand come up to brush my hair away from my

neck before he caresses his lovebite with his thumb. Azap of

electricity shoots from that spot through my whole body.

and i feel my toes curl into my sandals. I look up to see a knowing smirk on his face, probably sure of what he had

done to me. But I’m left to look back down and leave my

neck bare open.

I hate this. I hate that I’m weaker and not being able to

stand up for myself, just like how I was when Brad rejected

me sa brutally. Now, I’m at the mercy of this best to do

whatever he wants

He moves way after a final strake of my hair he’s

petting me for submitting to him like a bad dee. Then he

slides to my vide, wraps an arm around my waist to smash

me to his side as he faces my parents. I can ve my dad’s jaw clench at Reagan’s public show of ownership, but his hands

are left tied.

“I’m sorry we couldn’t have a proper introduction

yesterday. I was in a hurry to take my mate way.” He flashes

his pearly white teeth are my parents in a breathtaking grin.

My farm is stiff beside him with his possessive arm around

my waist as he takes a whill from my hair.

“But now that we’re all here. I’m sure we can talk for the

few minutes my mate and I have here.” My eyes ship to me

but his eyes don’t meet mine

Afew minutes.

In a few minutes, he is going to take me away from them

even though I don’t want to leave just yet.

“Y..your Majesty, I’m sure_.” My dad starts, but Reagan

cuts him off with a polite smile.

“Please, call me Reagan. We will be family as soon as I

mark your daughter.” Ashiver runs down my spine as his words remind me of my fate. Even my dad halts to digest his words. They sounded so foreign to him.

“Thank you. Your Malesty. But we think we’ll stick with

the formalities because of your title.” My dad speaks for both

have jumped at the offer of

parents. They were too

response without saying anything Grily crushing me further

He doesn‘t

we’ll just hurry and then get on our way, Mr. Archer.” Reagan informs with

to lack polite on his face. I can sense it’s

There is a hint of anger under it and

it. His arm tightening around my waist

that he would get back to me

mny parents.

then. If that’s what you

to reduce the tension in

I am

Meaning your daughter will be

by me. She will be treated

and adored Like the queen she is.

needs as a good mate should,

shed a single tear

jift to her parents, which you

evler

it is done. Be it silver,

a whole pack

unusual for the male werewolf

to his mate’s parents.

Some

even lands. li’s a way the male assures

parents that he can fully take care of

capable.

generous of you, Your Highness.” My mum comments with

of astonishment on

whole pack beine gifted to

an Alpha and my mum

You’re the parents of a

the better.” He dismisses with a

moving on, Hll be gifting

spend the whole of next month in Hawaii. I heard it’s

and I would love for you to celebrate it

taken Care of, and all you need is to relax. Also,

as medical assistants in the

built for you both to

be provided and

If you want it to be for werewolves and

decision to make. If you

put

me through my friend

over there, Adr

be coming

in a

matians to Adrian, standing quietly in the corner

this while, my parents are staring at

and so am I. He’s talking

thing when in

saying they could ask for more? My dad and mum work for the pack, both as nurses. And mov, Reagan is telling them they don’t

Majesty. My mate and

generosity.” My dad finally speaks up after a while,

Reagan answers with a smile while

me tight against

I’m sorry we would have to reluse

with my mum, and she

nods in agreement.

know they’re humble and all that

a once in a lifetime

I blink my

in their determined pose. Even mum is with him

eyebrow at them in question

takes a step closer.

the only thing we’re iter. We’re

only ask that

volce wavers at

out at his

Highness.” My mum

and mated another in front of her without thinking about what she would feel

we didn’t know anything about

as

yet, Mrs. Archer+ Reagan’s

everyone’s spine,

is off and

at my parents’ sugeestion.

at them while pressing me

At this point, I don’t think he can pull

His grip is firm but at

doesn’t say anything more,

my

not in his bedroom pleasing him like a good newly mated, It’s

My mum answers

volce.

the same, but I’m sure you

w w hat is

neck. I do not understand what other Linds of space she needs, bull doubt I can gheher

done.

to glare right w him. I’m touched my parents care forme so much, ready to sacrifice anything for me. But I hate

even threatening them all because of

his am, wanting to get away

looks right down at me with a

He glares back at my parents while

if you don’t

both excuse u!

leaving no room for

looks to me with guilt in her eyes, sadness

can’t help me. My dad’s face

nods to Reagan. I hate seeing

painfully in my that I addenly have this strong urge to punch apan for

doing this in them.

metowards the front door. My eyes filled with anger as

to hug my mum goodbye. I

tear

wouldn’t

time, but I’m

Now, Reagan is the

them. I

me to go to

today.

to realize I’m

I want

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