Prince Reagan

Disaster Date

I kept asking where we were going, but Reagan wouldn’t divulge that information to

1. me. I was getting agitated with his silence while

he seems to enjoy my restlessness.

My first ever date, and I could only hope it to be splendid. Yes, I haven’t ever gone on a date with a guy before.

Adrian drove, with us in the back seat of a

Mercedes. I’m glad to finally be out of that

house, even if it’s just for a while. I don’t know if

Reagan is still going on with my punishment, which is me remaining locked inside. I hope he has forgotten all about it.

We drove for what I believe was almost an

hour before we arrived at a deserted beach. I

had wondered why he’d insisted on me wearing something light. I had on a blue summer dress

with pink flowers scattered over it.

The weather is still gloomy with dark

clouds hovering in the sky, but I doubt it would rain anymore. It’s been like this for a long time,

and still, no drop of rain.

Taking my hand in his, Reagan leads me on

to the sandy beach with the sound of the sea

being the only thing that can be heard. I stare at

the vast sea beside us with the wind blowing

through my hair as I enjoy the view of the water

beating against itself.

It is when I turn back to face my front that I

see what awaits us.

A few feet away from us stands a round

dining table set, with countless petals of red

roses surrounding the area. There’s a canopy

with white flowy curtains hanging from it as they dance along with the wind. I stare at the scenery before us with my jaw hanging open, and my eyes widen in surprise.

“Like it?” He whispers the question beside my ear. His arm around my waist pushes my back against his front with him gently resting his jaw on my shoulder. I’m still staring at the sight before me in awe when I feel his teeth lightly

nibbling at my ear.

“It’s beautiful.” I gasp out as he chuckles

inside my ear. He slowly leads me towards the site, helping me to sit on a chair before going to take his opposite mine.

In front of me there are roasted sweet

wraps with caramelized

there’s jerky, fresh fruit, nut mix, chips, and pretzels. Also a bottle of wine

mighty romantic of

as I look back up at him. The Reagan I know

in a secluded beach just

impress a girl.

at my words before reaching for the wine and pops it open. He fills both our glasses with the red

sip from his glass.

forced me to live in your penthouse and then locked me up like I was your property. And let’s not forget you’re changing my college without my consent.” I retort with a frown. I still wasn’t okay with how he

amused smile as he

all this. Let’s not forget you

my rules at

I know ! can’t allow him to continue

to make my own choices, and you shouldn’t make them for me without my consent”I can feel my blood beginning to boil

his eyes connected with mine as none of us are ready to look

divert from

He

but my wolf hearing

you say?” I decide to taunt

1. in.

his eyes at

might agree that you’re right a tad bit, but that doesn’t mean

about, Reagan!” I burst out in frustration. I can feel the heat begin to creep back into my skin,

you.” He arrogantly declares, causing me to stare

clenched, shaking with fury as I glower down at the brute who has a bored expression on his

me how to subside

but she hadn’t told me how to stop

reason they’re going haywire.

This

explode while moving

only emotion coursing through

is pure anger at

stands up with

movement, a scowl etched on his face with his eyes turning

is supposed to alert me

calm, but lignore it.

out the curtains with my

him.

Ellie.”

dangerously low tone.

back. The

my vision of him as I’m outside while he’s

don’t want

you. Why don’t

Janet and control

you like?”

his

that hard scowl. And

more. But when it swings back up, I don’t see

anymore. I scrunch

my eyes darting around

nowhere to

feel my heart begin

feel his presence behind me. But before I could run, he grabs my arm to twist me

one go.

me go!” I screech while beating against his

strides away back to where the car is

Adrian waiting in the passenger’s