Prince Reagan

Chapter 45

Leaving The Past Behind

Thad already suspected that Reagan won’t leave me alone in the same room as Brad. He’d

barely even agreed to me coming here. I understand his fear, though.

“I just need a few minutes alone with him…”

“I said, no!” His low menacing growl leaves room for no argument.

My eyes trail to the audience behind us, who were curiously staring at us. They

understand immediately when I arch an eyebrow at them and proceed to leave. But Stacy, of

course, was reluctant and only leaves when Luna Ciara grabs her wrist and drags her along.

With a sigh, I turn back to my mate, whose eyes are blazing in fury and determination as

they stare down at me.

“Reagan,” I began, “I won’t stay more than I need to…”

“The last time you were alone with him, he tried to mark you. So no, I’m not taking any chances.” He hisses through clenched teeth.

“He doesn’t even have the canines he needs to mark me, and he’s…bedridden.” I cringe slightly in guilt once more as lutter those words. “To be precise, he can’t harm me.” I shrug.

He’s silent, not budging from my words and remaining determined. His dark eyes on me show no sign of him giving in, and I can only sigh in frustration. He can be so stubborn at

times.

“Baby,” I walk up to him and place my palm on his cheeks, peeking directly into his eyes. “I’m not going in there to leave you and never come back. I only want to clear the air between Brad and me and get this heavy feeling off my chest. I need to do this, not just for me but for us.”

Brad and lonce shared a connection, and whether I like it or not, I once held strong feelings for him. But they don’t compare to what Reagan and I have. While Brad had stained our mate bond and trampled on it, Reagan and I had nourished ours to grow into something beautiful that we both cherish. And for me to move on completely, I need to end whatever it was Brad and I had. Be it hate or despise.

I can see my mate isn’t happy one bit with my decision, but he soon nods in acceptance.

His jaw is clenched, and his body is rigid as he watches me walk towards the door.

“Five minutes, and I’m coming in.” I hear his gruff voice behind me.

With a brief and light knock, I slowly swing the door open and step into the dimly lit room. . Even though he had disappointed everyone, he was still treated nicely, it seems. The room is large, and I could see a fireplace that is lit opposite to the bed. And Brad laid on the

face with his eyes closed in sleep. His black hair had grown long enough to cover part

to envy and adore, now replaced with a fragile pup condemned to a life

my steps and watch as his eyelids slowly flutter open before they trail around the room and eventually land on me.

I continued to walk up to him till I stood beside

stares up at me, dazed, before shifting so he could sit up. I walk to help him, arranging his pillows behind him while keeping an emotionless mask on. I may feel bad for him,

forgotten all he had done to me. He gave me the worst year

life when he

lips, causing me to stare at

* * * *

upward.

sit up in bed. How the tables have turned.” His chuckle turns bitter then, and I could see the sadness and

once muscular arms were now almost as tiny as

“I was never weak, considering I survived you rejecting me and marking another.” I try to keep my tone as

smile at the thought, wondering how silly Reagan must look like with

in agreement. “You were always strong enough to lead, and I was a fool for not noticing it.”

stare at the brown walls and fireplace. The air between us felt awkward and tense with

me, and I

him then, my eyes

thud at the bedroom door then, but Brad doesn’t seem to notice as his eyes are fixed on me. It seems my mate

severed, I still don’t…” Brad’s eyes lighten up at my words, and I can see the hope in them. “Because I feel nothing but pity

his

did to me?!” He bares his mouth open

to be.

did what he thought best to protect his mate.” I defend Reagan with pride,

your mate!” Brad suddenly roars, and I can see specks of red flashing

very week. I can see that since

I’m happy about that.” My eyes trail to the bedroom door, where

still have Stacy to take good care of you.”” turn

my present sight and wishes for a way to sever the mating bond with

doesn’t know that death is the only way

face. “Not even my parents. Even though they allow me a bit of luxury…” He gestures around the room. “…I can see in their eyes they no longer want me, especially my dad.

but pity for

defeated.

“I feel whole once more. Not even Stacy can make feel that. You feel it, don’t you? The bond, it’s still there. Come

  • He grips both my hands in his, and I stop him by snatching mine away. Their touch

particular Prince can.

rejection as he watches

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