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

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

high school jock everyone used to envy and adore, now replaced with a fragile pup

as his eyelids slowly flutter open before they trail around the room and eventually land on me. They squint

voice fills my ear, and I continued to walk up to him till

walk to help him, arranging his pillows behind him while keeping an emotionless mask

I’ve forgotten all he had done to me. He gave me

when he tried to

lips, causing me to stare at him with

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upward.

helping me to sit up in bed. How the tables have turned.” His chuckle turns bitter then, and I could see the sadness and regret in his eyes as he looks

into view. His once muscular arms were

survived you rejecting me and marking another.” I try to keep my tone as cold as possible, not displaying any emotion, knowing a certain somebody was listening outside.

must look like with his ear

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

brown walls and fireplace. The air between us felt awkward

me, and I

stare at him then, my eyes

bond wouldn’t let me.” I hear a light thud at the bedroom door then, but Brad doesn’t

the mate bond is 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 face

cunt of a Prince did to me?!” He bares his mouth open then, and for the first time, I see the two gaping

to be.

only did what he thought best to protect his mate.” I defend Reagan with pride, not liking

Brad suddenly roars, and I can

wolf was very week. I can see that since they weren’t glowing

about that.” My eyes trail to the bedroom door, where Reagan stood behind

care of you.”” turn back to Brad, who was still seething

who is disgusted merely by my present sight and wishes

that death is the only way out. Until one of them is dead, the bond can’t

as a look of vulnerability appear on his face. “Not even my parents. Even though they allow me a

feel a slight ache of nothing but pity for this man in front of me, looking

defeated.

takes a hold of my hand, causing me to furrow my eyebrows down at him. “I feel whole once more.

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

particular Prince can.

at my blatant rejection as he watches me

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