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

at the moment. I realized.

part of my plan was

haven‘t fought or

his

of his expressions and feel

him

ask while he strokes my

his long fingers. I lift my

at him as he looks

me, what would have happened

mated to Brad? Would you have

I‘m your mate?” A

his face, and I can see his jaw

slightly. 

answers,

more confused. But that doesn‘t

sense! 

when he sees the

before pulling me back to

us Lycans, it‘s extremely

I don‘t know if it‘s a

lives. But anyway,

can

if they‘ve been claimed

a rare occasion that we find

death. And of course, we

a smug smile while I

horror at him. 

that‘s cruel. You

forcefully from

and kill one in the

He

his

disbelief. 

We take what is ours

see fit. And it‘s up to the best

You know how it works. We‘re

with humans who go

the littlest of disputes.”

point. We can‘t follow

humans since it‘s not our

living among humans

differently

the obvious. He shrugs like

narrow my eyes at him.

Ellie. I don‘t make the

isn‘t perfect and has

you can‘t expect us to

walk past

without doing anything. Our beasts

us.” He

about the person

killed. Won‘t he or she feel the pain of

I tilt

question. 

“Once they‘re with us,

as we mark them.

the mate bond any more with

spits the last part in disdain,

I can see the anger and hatred in his

I don‘t feel anything for Brad anymore.

almost like he never

before. 

my head to stare

of Brad...I heard you‘re reporting

I cautiously bring

much he hates me

Brad. And his

bit

running a

through his hair. 

don‘t give that much a

love

But Adrian had already

got here without even

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

sometimes, he acts without

can‘t

directly for

superior to me.” 

you at

mine, and

in a

trying to defend

suffered enough.

Reagan. That‘s

to give a

would even prefer death to

the

his jaw to draw him back to me.

any feelings

guilty for all he‘s going

fault he‘s in this mess.”

was the one

Reagan states. 

that. But it still doesn‘t

better. And him being sent to the

only make me feel

cupping his jaw as

his hips, “Besides, he

the state

it for a while, his lips pursed

both his hand gently on

gruffly

I can do.” He

grin spread wide on

lips. 

Tunexpectedly throw my

to give him a

rigid for a second in shock before

his arm around me. I suddenly feel like

off my shoulders. The

of Brad meeting his grave so

heavy on my chest. A lot of people

been affected, starting from Luna Ciara,

Benson

i state after a while, lacing

Reagan‘s hair as he

buried in

He breathes, placing a kiss

before going

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