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

throwing daggers at her with both my eyeballs. I clench my fist tight around

she could beat me.

once more

can try all you want, but he

we hear the

waltz in with Joanna behind her, who

a bag of groceries.

Lexi flops herself onto a chair, not yet noticing the tension

even remember most of the things the lecturers kept saying…what’s going

me as

at her. Janet, however, is smirking

she’s having a blast.

tell Lexi about Janet’s

what she

to kick

insecurities.

let her see and realize that Reagan

allowed her to. Not because

ready yet. I can make him mark me

happen.

before going

I try

to work. Lexi keeps

her horrible and long day to Janet while she listens attentively like a saint. I kept seeing her

I arrange the meal on the tray before

death glare at Janet one last

before I go.

fluffing the pillow with

grip as a way to exert my

brought it up, I’ve been feeling slightly restless. Reagan

hadn’t marked me when we first

isn’t ready and was still healing from Brad’s rejection. But

that statement?

Prince of beasts and is used to

either willingly or

even when I had been

rape him, he still hadn’t taken me.

wanted me to give myself to him

free will and

begging him to take her? And not just any girl, but

attracted to.

overthinking all of

Janet into my

a cloud of doubts in my mind. I’ll prove her

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

stops a few inches

knee.

a few minutes

bedroom swings

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

tousled.

brightest at him as he walks in and takes

walk up to

replies, his

this?” He asks, looking

at me with curiosity.

I take his hand and lead him to the bed before taking the tray