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. 

remain sharing our company in

reveling at the moment. I

of my plan

I haven‘t fought or

caring with his guard

expressions and feel

to him

ask while he

I lift my head then

him as he looks at me in

what would have

to Brad? Would

your mate?”

can see his jaw

slightly. 

He gruffly answers, making me all

more confused. But that doesn‘t make

sense! 

sees

over my face before pulling me back to

it‘s extremely

mates. I don‘t know if it‘s a curse on

of our extended lives. But

we can still find

they‘ve been claimed

it‘s a rare occasion that we find them,

And of course, we

adds with a smug

horror at him. 

You would

forcefully

in the process?

be affected?” He frowns at my

at me with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what

we see fit. And it‘s up

You know how it works.

humans who go to court every

the

does make a point. We can‘t follow the

humans since

living among

things differently sometimes.

He shrugs like it‘s not his

my eyes

I don‘t make

isn‘t perfect and

fix. But you can‘t expect us to

our mate walk past us with some

without doing anything.

us.”

about the person whose mate

or she feel the pain of

his mate?” I tilt my head at

question. 

“Once they‘re

get healed as we mark them. Just as

feel the mate bond any more with that

the last part in disdain,

the anger

I don‘t feel anything for

he never existed in my

before. 

my head to stare at Reagan.

Brad...I heard you‘re

council.” I cautiously bring

knowing how much he

his demeanor does

bit

then, running a

through his hair. 

that

would love if

forest. But

before we got here without

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

sometimes, he acts without

I can‘t do much about him

directly for the king,

superior to me.” 

at least do

to mine, and they

me in

not trying to defend Brad,

suffered enough. You tore out

canines, Reagan. That‘s the

to give a werewolf, especially an

people would even prefer death to

away to the wall, and

his jaw to draw him back to me.

any feelings

I feel really guilty for all he‘s going

partially my fault he‘s in this mess.”

the one who rejected

Reagan states. 

it still

And him being sent to the

would only make me feel worse.” I stare

eyes, cupping his jaw as I stand

his hips, “Besides, he

in the state that

a while, his lips

on my hips. With a

gruffly agrees.

see what I can do.” He

a grin spread

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw my

around him to give him a tight

rigid for a second in

arm around me. I suddenly feel

off my shoulders.

Brad meeting his grave

my chest. A lot of people

affected, starting from Luna Ciara,

Alpha Benson

i state after a while, lacing

hair as he

buried in

too.” He breathes, placing a kiss

going lower.

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