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

a while, reveling at the moment. I

my plan

fought or gone against him,

so caring with his guard down.

of his expressions and feel

him

while he strokes my hair

lift my head

as he looks at me

what would have happened

Brad? Would you

your mate?” A shadow looms

face, and I can see his jaw clench

slightly. 

answers,

that doesn‘t

sense! 

sighs when he sees

face before pulling

Lycans, it‘s extremely rare

don‘t know if it‘s a curse

of our extended lives.

unmated, we can still find our

if they‘ve been claimed by

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

the death. And

a smug smile while I stare in

horror at him. 

You

forcefully from

in the process?

be affected?” He frowns

his eyebrow

disbelief. 

beasts. We take what is

And it‘s up to the best

it works. We‘re not

who go to court every

settle the littlest

does make a point.

humans since it‘s not our

among

things differently sometimes.

He shrugs

while I narrow my

I don‘t make the

bond isn‘t perfect and has so many

we can‘t fix. But you can‘t

walk past us

anything. Our

us.”

about the person

he or

death of his mate?” I tilt my head

question. 

shrugs, “Once they‘re with

as we mark them. Just

the mate bond any more with that

the last part in disdain,

the anger

anything for Brad

never existed in my

before. 

shake my head to stare

Brad...I heard you‘re reporting

I cautiously bring up the

how much he

Brad. And his demeanor does change,

bit

sighs then, running a frustrated

through his hair. 

I don‘t give that

mutt and would love

that forest. But Adrian had already filed

before we got here without even

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

he

And I can‘t do

works directly for the king,

superior to me.” 

you at least do something?”

eyes snap to mine,

in

to defend Brad, but

already suffered enough. You tore

That‘s

to give a werewolf, especially an

even prefer death

looks away to the wall, and I

hold of his jaw to draw him

feelings

guilty

It‘s partially my fault he‘s in

one who rejected

Reagan states. 

it still doesn‘t make

better. And him being sent

me feel

eyes, cupping his jaw as I stand to

his hips, “Besides, he

state that he

a

hand gently on my hips. With

gruffly

see what I can

grin spread wide on my

lips. 

you!” Tunexpectedly throw my

give him a tight hug.

second

arm around me. I suddenly feel like

lifted off

of Brad meeting his grave so early had

my chest.

starting from

Alpha Benson

after a while,

fingers into Reagan‘s hair as he keeps

in my

breathes, placing

before going

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