Prince Reagan

Chapter 25

 

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I‘m still a bit shaken by my conclusion as I 

remain frozen on the bed. She–wolves are 

fragile creatures that are easy to break and 

tame. And this can be achieved through the 

mate bond. Yes, just as it‘s all wonderful and 

magical, it can also be a dangerous tool if used 

wrongly. 

For us werewolves, the males are the ones 

to mark us, but we can‘t mark them back. And 

when the male sinks their canines into the 

female‘s neck, not only is he claiming her as his, 

but she‘s also accepting to be submissive to 

him. We are then campelled to follow whatever 

our mate says. 

Personally, I think it‘s bullshit as we‘re 

supposed to be equals, and so does every other 

female. So that‘s why male werewolves are 

 

cautious when exerting authority over their 

mates; they try as much as possible not to use 

this power of theirs overus. But as I said before, 

it can be used very wrongly. 

If she–wolves are being sold, it would mean 

there‘s a strong possibility male werewolves 

are the ones buying them. Probably dangerous 

rogues. And if they are, they could forcefully 

mark them and bind these she–wolves to them. 

This way, they wouldn‘t be able to stand up for 

themselves or go against their mates. It‘s the 

perfect tool to turn them into their personal 

slaves, only giving birth to their pups as they‘re 

abused daily. I feel sick, even just thinking 

about it. 

“Hey...” I hear a soft whisper beside my ear, 

startling me out of my thoughts. I must have 

been deep in them as Reagan has stood up 

from the sofa and is sitting beside me now. 

 

she wolves back,” Reagan reassures me, 

caressing my cheek. His eyes are soft, and for 

the first time, I see an emotion in them that 

squeezes my heartstrings. “You look pale. Do 

you feel sick?” Worry furrows his eyebrows as 

he scrutinizes me and strokes my cheek with 

his palm. 

I quickly shake my head, regaining my 

senses. “I‘m fine. Just a bit sorry for the 

she–wolves.” 

He smiles before nodding, his arms going 

around my waist to bring me onto his lap. I go 

rigid in his arms as he tucks my head beneath 

his chin and holds me softly to him. His hand 

smoothly caresses my arm while he lays a kiss 

on my head. 

“Feel better now?” He asks in a smooth, 

soft voice. I slowly relax into his arms, sighing 

 

scent 

“Yeah.” I wrap my tiny arms around his 

muscular torso, rubbing my cheeks against his 

chest. It‘s a new side of him I‘m seeing, and I 

think I like this side better. So much better than 

his possessive and controlling side. I don‘t 

know if it‘s because he‘s a Prince who‘s used to 

giving commands and that is why he always 

treats me like that. 

our company in silence

a while, reveling at the moment. I realized.

my plan

I haven‘t fought or gone

his guard down.

expressions and feel more

to him somehow.

he strokes my hair

fingers. I lift my

looks at

would have happened if

was mated to Brad? Would

I‘m your mate?”

and I can see his jaw

slightly. 

He gruffly answers,

But that doesn‘t make any

sense! 

when he sees the question written

before pulling

it‘s extremely rare

mates. I don‘t know if it‘s

of our extended lives. But anyway,

are unmated, we can still find

claimed by another. And

it‘s a rare occasion that we find them,

death. And of course,

adds with a smug smile while I

horror at him. 

You

mates forcefully

and kill one in the process? Wouldn‘t he

be affected?” He frowns at my

with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what is ours

we see fit. And it‘s

You know how it works. We‘re not

with humans who go to court every five

the littlest of disputes.”

point. We can‘t

humans since

living among

differently sometimes.

shrugs

I narrow my eyes

Ellie. I don‘t make the rules.

bond isn‘t perfect and

fix. But you can‘t

our mate walk past us

without doing anything. Our beasts

us.” He explains.

the person whose mate

he or she feel the pain

of his mate?” I tilt my

question. 

they‘re with us, they

as we mark them. Just as you

mate bond any more

spits the last part in

can see the anger and

anything for Brad

never existed in my heart

before. 

to stare at

of Brad...I heard

to the council.” I cautiously

how much he

And his demeanor does change,

a bit dark.

then, running a frustrated

through his hair. 

that much a f**k

the mutt and would love

But

we got

  1. me. My father had kept him by my side as my 

so, sometimes, he acts without

And I can‘t do much

for the king, who

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at

snap to mine, and they narrow

in a warning.

not trying to defend Brad, but

suffered enough. You tore

canines, Reagan. That‘s the

to give a

would even prefer

to the wall, and I

of his jaw to draw him back

don‘t have any feelings for

guilty for

fault he‘s in this mess.”

one who rejected

Reagan states. 

But it still doesn‘t make

And him being sent

me feel

cupping his jaw as I stand

hips, “Besides, he can‘t hurt me

in the state

over it for a while, his lips

hand gently on

gruffly agrees.

see what I

grin spread wide on my

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly

him a tight hug.

rigid for a second in shock before

me. I suddenly feel

lifted off my shoulders.

Brad meeting his

chest. A lot

affected, starting

Alpha Benson and Stacy.

hungry,” i state after a

Reagan‘s hair as he keeps his

buried in my neck.

He breathes, placing a kiss on

before going

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