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

while, reveling at

that part of my plan

or gone against

seems so caring with his guard down. I

expressions and feel more

to him somehow.

ask while he

lift

he looks at me

me, what would have happened if I

Brad? Would you have

your mate?”

and I can see his jaw

slightly. 

gruffly answers, making me all

that doesn‘t make any

sense! 

sighs when he sees the question

my face before pulling me back

it‘s extremely rare

don‘t know if it‘s a curse on

lives. But anyway, if

unmated, we can

they‘ve been claimed by another. And

that

the death. And of course,

He adds with a smug smile

horror at him. 

that‘s cruel. You would

forcefully

kill one in

she be affected?” He frowns at my questions,

with his eyebrow

disbelief. 

we‘re beasts. We take what is

it‘s

how it works.

with humans who go to court every five

the littlest

does make a point. We can‘t follow the

since it‘s not our

But living among humans

differently

He shrugs like it‘s

narrow my

I don‘t make

isn‘t perfect and has so many

fix. But you can‘t expect

past us

doing anything. Our

let us.” He explains.

about the person whose

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

I tilt my

question. 

they‘re

we mark

the mate bond

He spits the last part in

the anger and hatred in his

don‘t feel anything for Brad anymore.

like he never existed in my

before. 

shake my head to stare

of Brad...I heard

I cautiously bring up

knowing how much he

Brad. And his demeanor

a bit dark.

then, running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that much a f**k

mutt and would love

that forest. But

got here without even telling

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

he

me. And I can‘t do

for the king,

superior to me.” 

can‘t you at least

eyes snap to mine, and they narrow

in a

to defend Brad, but I think

already suffered enough. You tore out

canines, Reagan. That‘s the worst

to give a werewolf, especially

even prefer death to

He looks away to the wall, and I

of his jaw to draw him

any feelings for

guilty for all

my fault he‘s in

the one who rejected

Reagan states. 

that. But it still

any better. And him being sent

make me feel worse.” I

his warm eyes, cupping his jaw as I

he can‘t

the state that

a while, his lips pursed

on my

he gruffly

what I

a grin spread wide

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly

around him to give him a

second in shock before he

arm around me. I suddenly feel like

off my shoulders.

of Brad meeting his grave so early

my chest. A lot of

affected, starting from Luna

Benson and

i state after a

into Reagan‘s hair as

buried in my

placing a

going

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