Prince Reagan

Ruffled Feathers

I knew it. I always knew that she was a snake, cunning, and deceptive. She was probably putting on a show for everyone so they won’t kick her out. But not to worry, I’m gonna tell Reagan and expose her true colors. Not tonight, though. Tonight, I have a make-up dinner to prepare for.

First, I have to make something nice for Reagan. I just wasn’t sure what. I don’t know his favorite food, and Joanna isn’t here yet to tell

1. me. I wanted to be through before she comes

here to make dinner, so I don’t have to share the

kitchen with her. It would be awkward

considering we both despise each other.

And how sure am I she won’t lie about his favorite food out of spite? I’m just gonna cook something simple for us to share.

But in the process, Janet waltz back in with

a taunting smile on her lips. I try to ignore her, but she comes over to me, peeping over my

shoulder.

“How lovely it is that you’re ready to go so low just to please him.” She snickers before moving away. I turn to her, with my eyes blazing

in rage.

“What are you talking about?”

She smirks before crossing her arms over

her chest. “Well, you’ve turned to a full-time housewife just to please Reagan so he would

mark you.”

Troll my eyes before turning back around to continue cutting the vegetables I was working on before she interrupted me. “You’re talking rubbish,” I mutter. “Not that it’s any of you concern, but I’m still a student.”

She hums, watching me pour the vegetables into the boiling pot of hot water. “Oh, really? Then why do I always see you at home, waiting patiently for your mate like a dutiful wife? I always see Lexi rush to school, but

never you.”

“Why do you care?” I whirl around to throw

the question at her in irritation. What is she even

trying to get at?

Her smile widens as she clasps her hands in front of her. “He’s never going to mark you, Ellie. No matter what you do. So stop trying”

My lips pull up in a mocking smile. “You’re

delusional, Janet, because you know he’s mine.

The moon has made it so. He hasn’t marked me

yet because I didn’t allow him to.”

“Oh, Ellie. Sweet, naive Ellie.” She sighs

before going to sit on one of the chairs at the

dining table. “He’s a beast used to taking what

he wants. And he’s also a Prince who gets served everything on a silver platter. And when he isn’t, he forcefully takes it. And you believe he hasn’t sunk his fangs into your neck and declare you his just because you asked him not to?” She arches an eyebrow at me before shaking her head and letting out a slight chuckle.

“And maybe you do realize something is wrong there. I’m sure you’re going to tell him about me so he kicks me out. But that’s because

while I’m still throwing daggers at her with both my eyeballs. I clench my fist tight around the knife in my hand, trying

she could beat me.

once more

in mock pity. “You can try all you want, but

we hear

footsteps. Lexi waltz in with Joanna behind her, who

a bag of groceries.

a chair,

the things

and me as I haven’t

Janet, however,

she’s having a blast.

should tell Lexi about

remember what

for a way to kick

insecurities.

let her see

allowed her to. Not because

make him mark me and

happen.

Lexi before going back to

try to ignore Joanna

also began to work. Lexi

I kept seeing her glancing at me once

I’m done with cooking, I arrange the

a death glare at

before I go.

arrange the bed, fluffing

way to

up, I’ve been

marked me

and was still healing from Brad’s rejection. But how true

that statement?

Prince of beasts and is used

either willingly or

even when I had been a horny b***h

him, he still

to give myself to him

free will and not

doesn’t sound right. Which kind of man can resist a girl begging him to take her? And not just any girl, but

attracted to.

I’m overthinking all of this.

Janet into my head, and her

prove her wrong, though, as soon

be back early this time for dinner.! hurry to change into

and stops a few

knee.

a few

swings opens with

behind it. He looks handsome in a black, buttoned-up shirt and grey chino pants with his hair styled backward but

tousled.

at him as he walks in and

I walk

his

this?” He asks,

at me with curiosity.

peck on his cheek. I take his hand and lead him to the bed before taking the tray of food