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. 

sharing our company in

while, reveling at the moment. I

part of my plan

or gone

so caring with his

some of his expressions and

him

while he

his long fingers. I lift my

him as he looks at me in

have happened if

was mated to Brad? Would

mate?” A shadow looms

and I can see his jaw clench

slightly. 

He gruffly answers,

more confused. But that doesn‘t make any

sense! 

sighs when he sees

face before pulling me

it‘s extremely

if it‘s a curse on us or

our extended lives. But anyway,

unmated, we can still find

been claimed by another. And

it‘s a rare occasion that we find them, we

the death. And of

a smug

horror at him. 

cruel. You

forcefully from

and kill one in the process?

be affected?” He frowns at my

me with his

disbelief. 

take what is ours

it‘s up

win. You know how it

go to court every

the littlest

make a point. We

as humans since it‘s not

But living among humans makes me

differently

the obvious. He shrugs like it‘s not

while I narrow my eyes at

don‘t make the

bond isn‘t perfect and has

can‘t fix. But you can‘t

walk past us with some other

doing anything. Our

us.” He explains.

the person whose

he or she feel the pain of

tilt my

question. 

they‘re with us,

healed as we mark them. Just as you

the mate bond any more with

spits the last part in

anger and hatred

feel anything for Brad anymore.

almost like he never

before. 

my head to stare at

heard you‘re reporting

to the council.” I cautiously bring

much he hates me

And his

bit

sighs then, running a frustrated hand

through his hair. 

that much a f**k

love if he had

in that forest. But Adrian had already filed

before we got here

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

he

I can‘t do

for the king,

superior to me.” 

you at least

eyes snap to mine, and they narrow

in a

trying to defend Brad,

enough. You tore out

That‘s

to give a werewolf,

even

He looks away to the wall,

jaw to

any feelings for him. But right

guilty for all he‘s going

my fault he‘s in this

the one

Reagan states. 

that. But it still doesn‘t make

And him being sent

make me feel

warm eyes, cupping his jaw as

he can‘t hurt me

the state that he

over it for a while,

his hand gently on my hips. With a

he gruffly agrees.

see what I can do.” He

a grin spread wide on my

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly throw

to give him a

rigid for a second

his arm around me. I suddenly feel like

off my shoulders. The

of Brad meeting his grave so early had

my chest. A lot of people

starting

Benson and

after a while,

hair as he keeps his

buried in

too.” He breathes, placing a

going

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