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.

the hallway, passing

but lignore them all.

parking lot. She’s a

in campus. I slid into

while she gets into

to be a long

as the starts up the milion i

suddenly feel a dull ache

leaving Las Angeles, my home.

thought of

wine Reagan.

head out of that

2:15 night

the sun glaring down at us from above. Lana’s

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

terrible at saving. But I have been trying to, so at least

to afford one.

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

beat.

not surprised she’s on this

was the wild type that doesn’t like to stay in

she hadn’t

eventually traveled to somewhere else

thing with them,

I think the relationthip te be unhealthy, but who am I to

Red Moon Pack

Tibe. I’m

squeas as the

another bei

e rtaining.” I mutter before

I suddenly feel wakandi exhausted, like a part of me is being ripped away. This feeling is so different and only intensifies when I

I decided to take

to the back seat. This way, I could change my outfit into somathing more appropnate and

think my aunt would like ting me dressed

had told him my das would and by four, and it already

he’ll be pissed.

telling her, and Reagan might blame her once more.

to feel guilty. I have come

a few more

lunch from a drive-through

and eat in a

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

siz

I don’t know if

You look like shit.” Lana voices

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 us.

even experience

also weaken our wolves

fast. Excess of it might

process. Hunters use it to capture werewolves

laws governing the relationship between

will humans ar abiluci tham will be

And Wallbane is one oil

e l

to wait

s

o ld

inside of me,

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

I stand up straight 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

from the highway. It’s silent here, and only the sound of crickets

down the dirt tracks.

getting very dark and my

off. I didn’t want Reagan to be

I wish for my phone to be bombarded with calls

messages demanding me

called my parents in the morning

as for my aunt, she doesn’t

announces before fucking her mhome back in.

lurther into il

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

why old customs

take care of the kids. While the male makes decisions, hunt and

his

suddenly hear the sound of a wall’s howl, and soon, numerous others follow. From the corner of my eyes, I see Lana

though,