Chapter 5


    A Bite In The Bedroom


    Turns out, I’m in an impressivelyrge penthouse and


    not in Canada.


    The round walls, floor to ceiling, are mostly made of


    windows that give a beautiful view of the city with the


    curtains pulled open. The wide-spaced sitting room has two


    arranged on it. The hardwood floor is smooth, and the


    ceiling is sky-high. There’s a bar at the back and a spiral


    staircase leading upstairs.


    Reagan pulls me to the stairs while stare at everything


    in awe. Reagan. I like the sound of that name.


    My eyes shifting from one spot to another when I heard


    him say.


    “The rest are probably asleep by now.” I turn to him


    then.


    “You’ll get to meet them tomorrow.”


    “The rest?” I ask as we emerge into a long hallway. Our


    light footsteps are the only things that can be heard as we


    walk further to stop in front of arge door,


    I think it’s the master’s bedroom as it’s at the end of the


    hallway, and its door isrger than the rest.


    “My friends.” He swifily turns the knob and pushes it open for me to walk in.


    I take in how widely spaced the bedroom is a king-sized


    bed in the middleid with grey and white bedsheets. The


    Lighting here is dim, and the grey walls make it look darker. The curtains are drawn close with only the


    bedsidempon,


    I can see there are two other doors across the room that I


    imagine leads to a bathroom and walk-in closet.


    The whole design and decoration of the house is


    extravagant but has a hint of elegance to it.


    And Reagan’s sont is more evident here. It’s swirling


    around the room and into my nostrils, filling my mind with


    different erotic thoughts.


    I turn when I hear the bedroom door lock and see


    Reagan walk further into the room towards me.


    *Uh..where will be sleeping?” I ask, warily watching


    him.


    “Here, of course.” He answers matter of fact as he walks


    past me to flop on the bed, and he begins to take off his shoe


    “And you?” i nervously ask, dreading the answer.


    He halts in his movement to look up at me with a


    perfect eyebrow c


    1. d. My palms begin to sweat as I wait for


    his answer


    “Here, also.”


    “But that‘s not possible!” I speedily protest with my eyes wide open in fear. If we sleep in this room


    together, I’m


    not sure I’ll be pure anymoree morning.


    Reagan swiftly pulls off hisst shoe before standing up


    to tower over my small frame as he walks closer. His stance


    and aura are intimidating, making me take a step back.


    “Let’s get one thing straight. Just because I didn’t mark


    and im you in front of everyone when I first saw you, it


    doesn’t mean I’m going to be giving you any space. I’m only letting you walk free without my bite on your


    pretty little neck because your wolf is still going through heartbreak.”


    By now, my back is against the wall as he keepsing


    closer to me, and I have nowhere else to go.


    He traps me with one of his hands beside my head on


    the wall while I stare up at him. He looks pissed like he’s


    restraining himself from doing something


    His face leans in closer to mine, and our lips are almost


    touching as he hisses,


    “But don’t think for one second I’ll be denying myself


    from having you in every possible way I can.” His eyes move


    lower to my neck then my breast, and I see them darken in


    lust. I swallow my saliva in fear as he moves in closer,


    eliminating any space between us.


    i feel his lips on my neck sending zaps of electricity


    down my body, and I involuntarily let out a moan. I snap my


    mouth shut immediately as my eyes widen in horror. Was


    that me? I sounded like one of those pornstars.


    Reagan doesn’t stop as he pulls his tongue out toy at one spot belore taking it between his teeth. My


    hips of its


    own ord buck towards him as I gasp at the amount of pleasure that little action brought me


    One of hisrge handnds on my waist, holding me as


    he continues to suck and bite at that spot. And this time, I


    moan louder than before.


    He pulls back then with a groan to look at my flushed face and then my neck before smiling in content.


    “There. Better.” He says and backs away.


    “I’m going to have a shower. Wannajoin me?” He


    shes me an irresistible smile, almost making it hard for me


    to reject:


    “I promise you’ll love it.” He coaxes with his voice taking


    a sexy low tone that makes my stomach curl. I’m tempted.


    “I’m fine. I’ll take er.” i wrap my arms around my


    body and look away from those tempting eyes.


    “Pity.” He shrugs before turning to leave to the


    bathroom.


    Immediately he shuts the door behind him, I flop my


    butt on the bed with a huff.


    Why is my life always soplicated?


    First, my mate, who is an alpha, rejects me, now a Lycan Prince has dered me his. And there’s


    nothing I can do or


    say about it. No one can help me. Not my parents, not my alpha...I’m on my own. Right now, I wish Lana


    or my mum


    was here, just someone I can talk to and express my


    thoughts My wolf is unusually dilent and can hardly feel


    thoughts. My wolf is unusually silent and I can barely feel


    what she does.


    It’s like she has shut me out. Something she does when


    She’s mostly confused or sad.


    Sighing once more, I look down at my dress and begin


    to wonder what I would wear. Since Reagan isn’t letting me have a say in the matter, I’m here with


    nothing but this dress


    and the pair of heels I have on.


    My eyes drift to the second door across the room. I can


    hear the shower running from the first, meaning it’s the


    bathroom. So the second must be the walk-in closet.


    Standing up, I take light steps to the door before twisting the handle open. It’s dark, so I search for the


    light switch and flick it on. I’m struck by the number of clothes that are in here, both for men and women.


    The right side is


    neatly arranged with men’s clothing while the other for


    women. I can smell Reagan’s scenting from the right side, but another female’s scent ising


    from the left.


    Iscrunch my nose as the scent immediately irritates me even though it’s not disgusting.


    Jealousy and anger take over as my hand touches a silk


    nightgown that is red in color and very provocative. Even my


    wolf peaks out through my eyes as she senses anotherdy


    has been in this room.


    She must have or is living here to have so many dresses


    in another man’s room. And she doesn’t smell human, but I


    She must have or is living here to have so many dresses


    in another man’s room. And she doesn’t smell human, but i


    think Lycan


    | sneer in distaste before spinning and grabbing one of Reagan’s shirt that would be too oversized for me


    and stomp


    out of the wardrobe. I’d rather sleep in his shirt than take


    anything that belongs to that female. I haven’t met her, and I


    already hate her.


    You know what? This is probably all a joke:


    I can’t be Reagan’s mate. Lycans only mate with Lycans.


    Only werewolves mate both their kind and hum?n.


    Lycans prefer to associate themselves with only their


    kind. That’s why Gina had been rudely turned down by that


    female Lycan. They look at us as nothing but inferior species


    of their kind and they treat humans the same way. So there is no way I’m mated to a Lycan and a Prince


    at that. That female Lycan that owns those clothes, probably, will be back


    soon and would tear me into pieces with her bare ws if


    she sees me close to Reagan, I’ve heard of how they kill


    people who cross them. And I do not want to be on that list..


    I’m still seething and fuming in the bedroom when


    Reagan walks out of the bathroom with a towel hanging


    dangerously low on his hips. And he uses another to wipe his


    hair. His eyesnd on my pacing form immediately, and he c***s an eyebrow at me. But I’m too busy


    admiring his packs and muscles. His hair is still wet, and some droplets fall


    down his neck to his toned chest and his abs before


    disappearing into that V-shaped…


    Ishake my head and say, “I want my own room.”


    He sighs exasperatedly, “I already told you, no.” He


    hanes the towel around his neck as he looks down at me.


    “I know, but I’m not going to sleep in the same room


    anotherdy resides in.” i spit the word, dy: with a scornful


    look on my face


    He furrows his eyebrows at me in question before his


    Eyes move past me to the wardrobe at the back that I had


    left open. Realization dawns on his face before he stares back


    at me with a sunk


    “Are you jealous?” He asks with a yful smile ying


    at the edge of his lips.


    I scrunch my nose, “No, I’m not. I just don’t want to end


    up with a slit throat for stealing another Lycan’s man.” Iy


    emphasis on the word ‘Lycan’ so he would get my point. I’m


    just an ordinary she-wolf that won’t be able to protect


    herself from his kind’s wrath.


    “Yeah, sure.” He nods in mock understanding, and I


    re at him in return


    “Not to worry about that, though. J and i split up a


    long time age and haven’t seen each other since then.”


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    “Then why are her clothes still here? Why am I asking!


    Surprisingly, he answers. “I’m not sure. I’m not always


    here, so I didn’t mind.” He shrugs.


    “Shees and goes, sometimes, when I’m not here.”


    I nod and look away, embarrassed.


    I do sound jealous, asking him about J.


    What’s wrong with me? I can feel my wolf calm down a


    bit at his exnation, but she still doesn’t like another


    female’s scent in this room.


    Il?ok back up to see his eyes on his shirt that I have


    bunched in my hands, with an arched eyebrowi.


    “oh..huh…have nothing to wear to sleep…50..” |


    intemally curse myself for stuttering so much as my cheeks


    go pink, I hope he doesn’t think me a pervert for going


    through his clothes. And I hope it’s not an offense to do that


    since he’s a Prince. What was thinking, taking his shirt?


    “Want me to help with your dress zipper?” He takes a step towards me with his eyes hooded as they


    stare down


    my body in lust.


    I quickly jump past him and bolt to the bathroom door


    but said a quick, “No, thanks,” before locking the door


    behind me


    I lean my back on the door, staring up at the ceiling


    before letting out a sigh.


    iflremain in that room with him, it’s poing to be harder


    lighting him of


    The bathroom, like the rest of the house, is huge.


    I wall over to the mirror and look for a tissue to clean


    my makeup


    Then I step out of my dress and underwear and dump


    them into themper. Noticing a clean, unused white towel


    on the sink, I reach for it before stepping into the ss-enclosed shower.


    When I step out, I put on the shirt and find it reaches my mid-thigh before tying my hair into a ponytail


    with a ribbon |


    found on the sink.


    I don’t go back out right away but stand a few feet from


    the doorakinz unsure.


    It’s my first, not just sharing a room with a Lycan Prince,


    but sharing a room with a guy. I’ve never even kissed a guy. No one wanted to associate themselves with


    me throughout


    high-school. And alter Brad’s rejection, I haven’t been able to


    let another guy touch me. I tried going to nightclubs and


    have a one-night stand to lose my V-card. But it didn’t work


    but as ined


    “Are you gonna stand there all night?” i hear Reagan’s voice from behind the door, jerking me from my


    thoughts. Of course, he’s listening to everything I’m doing. He’s probably


    also listening to my heart’s beat right now.


    Stupid Lycan hearing:


    I pull out a breath before reaching for the door han.


    I’m met with the sight of a hot male Lycan only in a pairal


    um charis leaving his other um


    at he Helse


    arm supporting his head on the pillow with his eyes fixed on


    1. me. And I see them darken a bit as they stare at me in his


    shirt


    I swallow as I notice the predator’s look in his eyes,


    “Maybe I should sleep on the couch in the sitting room.” I


    suggest as I inch closer to the door.


    He slowly sits up on the bed with his predatory’s eyes


    still fixed on me.


    “Come here.” He orders in a deep velvety voice that


    sends shivers down my spine. I oblige by taking slow,


    cautious steps towards him.


    But he doesn’t move and continues to watch me like a


    hawk. I’m some steps away when I stop, dreading the


    oue of this night.


    You don’t have to be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you.” His


    eyes soften as he stretches his hand out for me to take. And I


    reluctantly do, and he pulls me in closer till I’m straddling


    his hips. His hand inches higher to the nape of my neck


    before going up to pull out my ribbon and let my hair fall,


    down in waves around my shoulder and back. Hebs his


    fingers through it, staring at it mesmerized before switching


    our position in a sh, leaving me beneath him now. My hair


    spread out in the pillow while i stare up at him.


    “Beautiful.” His voice sounds husky and restrained. He


    reaches across to turn off the bedmp belore spooning me


    with his arms wrapped around my waist


    “Goodnight.” I hear him whisperinto my ear in the


    darkened room. But I’m rigid in his arms, feeling his bulge


    against my butt. I loosen up after a while and rx into his


    hold. His scent engulis me, and his body warmth soothes


    1. me.


    “Goodnight,” I whisper back.