Prince Reagan

Welcome To Hoan

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

w

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 by

me curious looks, but lignore them all. Lana’s

in the parking lot. She’s a sophomore,

have her car in

gets into

It’s going to be

as the starts up the milion i lankaround

I suddenly feel a dull ache in my

my home. Or maybe it’s

thought of

wine Reagan.

of that thought

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

with the sun glaring down at us from above.

blowing through our hair makes it all worth it. I never had a

been trying to, so at least before I graduate

to afford one.

Lana reaches for the radio and

beat.

she’s on this trip

doesn’t like to stay in

she hadn’t come with me, she

eventually traveled to somewhere else to visit one

numerous boyfriends she has. She has the on and off thing with them, so when she leaves, they‘re free

relationthip te be unhealthy, but who am I to tell her

what Red Moon

Tibe. I’m

as the song ends belone

another bei

too much. It’s not th e rtaining.” I mutter before turning

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

when I decided

and move to the back seat. This way, I could change my outfit

my aunt would like ting me dressed as

have realized I was gone by now, I had told him my das would and by four, and

he’ll be pissed.

pissed too, considering i left without telling her, and Reagan might blame

guilty. I

a few more hours, and we’ll

lunch from a drive-through

eat in a restaurant.

someone might recognize me as I don’t have my disguise on.

siz

queening my woll, but has been silent for a long time. I don’t know if that’s a good thing ara bad thing.

look like shit.” Lana voices out as shes me through the corneal her

sleep. I can barely muscle as my strength drains out of my body. This agonizing feeling ko maybe even worse than when Brad had rejected me 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

experience death in

also weaken our

healing fast. Excess of it might even kill our wolves

Hunters use it to

governing the

human. Wielves who will humans ar abiluci tham will be hunted down and

is one

e l

to wait

s

o ld

have a hint wolf’s bane in my system. just this empty feeling inside of me, ating me

open to see the sun setting in the distance. The orange

in my seat. The red seems Familiar, and I can recognize the daw marks on the trees we sawly Dass by. They’re meant as a means of warning for rogue werewolves or any other beasts

road leading away from the highway. It’s silent here, and only

heard as we move further down the dirt tracks. I

the time as it was getting very dark

off. I didn’t want Reagan to

I wish for my phone to be

text messages demanding me to come

the

for my aunt, she doesn’t even

before fucking her mhome back in. Herd

we die lurther into il diplorest. As I said

from the rest of the world. They like living in isolation

why old customs

cook, clean and take care of the

his pack and

corner of my eyes, I see Lana visibly shaking as she grips the steering wheel with her

sitting comfortably, though, not