Prince Reagan

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Istane ut my riction in the mingine, not

recognizing the girl in dient al me. She has straight blond ha that stops directly above her shoulders. Her lips are a bright redund plump.like a ripe fruit. Her checks have a temporary blush, and her makeup is done to perfection. The only thing recognizable was the deep blue eyes.

She has a shart body con dress that stops mid-thigh and is black in coler, the sleeves made in tiny straps with the neckline an inviting Vthat shows too much clewage. Siker pearl earrings are dangling from her ear and a gold choker

necklace around her neck.

She looks nothing less to a hooker that is seen in dark streets at night, making money at an ungodly hour. But she was the perfect disguisemeaded to get out of here, and she came to life all thanks to Lana.

Sald Lana is holding a can of spray above me as I remain Seated on the wooden chair. It’s made of natural materials

such as leaves, pine needles, and some others like that. I

don’t know each element used to make it, but it helps to

mask one’s scent from werewolves. Anyone who uses it just

smells like dirt and earth to us.

Our room is in disarray as we hadn’t bothered to clean

up while working and there’s a duffel bag on my bed with

our clothes and other useful toiletries in there. We aren’t

cheal to think about, and finals are not that farmy

What I’m dane,” announet i puli danniha SpracaShe turns to state at me through the mirror, her yeparlamgin m ent. “Hey there, stranger. She

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me while bite my lip in nevnu na

“1 look like a slut!” I woice out.cringing at my

appearance in the mirror.

She crosses her am over her chest and cits her head to the side. “Well, you said to make you look the opposite of you. And the opposite of you isn’t someone who has ‘I’m virgin’ written on their forehead.”

“I don’t have ima virpin’ witten en my lurehead.” I roll

my eyes at her

“Oh, rally? And when last wad ” shaved into anyol your holes?” She blatantly as shocking me at her choice of words. My mouth hand open and closes like a fish out of

“Just as I thought. Never. So, embrace your slutty side

because that’s what’s going to help you now. You don’t look

or smell like yourself, and no one will recognize you.” She

smoothens my blond hair wig

“Even His Highness’ scent on you is gone.”

She pats my shoulder before walking to the closet so

she could change into a new pair of denim shorts and top.

To be frank, she is right. The goal is to get out of campus

and town without being noticed. My outlit calls formato witmelon but may not the kind i’m running from. Ruan

probably has wrewolves, or Lycans watching my Hy he. That’s how he new I went to m nents house yesterday. So I had to get the men off my tail. They might

have seen me walkinta the campus darmitory, but they

won’t

my le

My scent has been masked, and even the little of Regan’s scane lingering on my body is wiped off with Lana’s spray. That’s why most students felt intimidated by me throughout today and couldn’t walk up to me. They could smell the intimidating scent of a Lycanome, no they alwys looked away in fear when I caught them staring and sometimes bure their muick open when I treat them to

long

“I don’t need this, but justitse.” Land also uprays

herself before going to pick the duhel bag “Okay, anything else?” She asks while stand up to follow her towards the

room door. Itake look once more around the room before

closing the door behind me.

head down the hallway, passing

curious looks, but lignore

the parking lot. She’s a sophomore, so she‘s

car in campus. I slid

gets into the

be a

the starts up the

suddenly feel a dull ache in my heart at

leaving Las Angeles, my home.

thought of

wine Reagan.

head out of that thought

seat. The time is 2:15 night now. And the

the sun glaring down at us from

a convertible, but the wind blowing through our hair makes it all worth it. I never had a car

have been trying to, so

to afford one.

a pair of black sunglasses and put them on as I lean further into my seat. I stretch my hand out through the window.playfully gliding it through the air. Lana reaches for the radio and scrolls through the channels for her preferred music. She stops when “Boyfriend’ by Selena Gomez comes on. I smile

beat.

surprised she’s

wild type that doesn’t like to

long. If she

eventually traveled to somewhere else to

thing with them, so when she

think the relationthip te be unhealthy, but who am I

Red

Tibe. I’m

She squeas as the

another bei

I mutter before turning my hand

exhausted, like a part of me is being ripped away. This feeling

at Bakersfield when I decided to take off

back seat. This way, I could change my outfit into

think my aunt would like ting me

told

he’ll be pissed.

too, considering i left without telling

the time to feel guilty.

Just a few more hours, and we’ll

a

wait and eat in a restaurant. That would

recognize me as I don’t have my disguise on. Reagan would have alerted all werewolves

siz

silent for a long time. I don’t know if that’s a good

like shit.” Lana voices

As a Werewolf, I’ve never been the weak before. It’s all new to me. Werewolves hardly sick. Whenever our human bodies incapacitated from any condition or we get any form of injury, our wolves quickly heal us, and we abruptly get back to mormal. It’s only if our wolves get weak, like when Brad rejected me that our health deteriorates with nothing to help

even experience death

might also weaken our wolves and

Excess of it might even kill

in the process. Hunters use it to

laws governing the relationship

abiluci tham will be hunted down and either

Wallbane is one

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wait

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o ld

bane in my system. just this empty feeling inside of me, ating me from

and my eyes sna open to see the sun setting in the distance. The orange glow of the sky mixing with the

directional Lana tells me as I stand up straight in my seat. The red seems Familiar, and I can recognize the daw

Lana into a dirt road leading away from the highway. It’s silent here, and

move further down the dirt tracks. I

time as it was getting very dark

off. I didn’t want Reagan to be able to

wish for my phone to be bombarded with calls

demanding me to

my parents in the morning

for my aunt, she doesn’t even

most eight.” Lamb announces before fucking her mhome back in. Herd lights Illuminating the dark road

lurther into il diplorest. As I said

cut out from the rest of the world. They like living in isolation and don’t take intruders

why old customs and beliefs

and take care

his pack

From the corner of my

comfortably, though, not dazed by