Chapter 6


    A Kiss Will Do


    The sound of someone persistently banging their fist on


    the door makes me flip my eyes open, startled. I feel hot all


    over like I’m in hell with an arm wrapped possessively over


    my waist. The exasperated sigh of a man is heard in my ear


    before the arm leaves my waist, and the hot body separates


    from me. I hear the sound of hard footsteps stomping on the


    floor before the door being banged on is forcefully pulled


    open


    “What?” Reagan grows at the disrupter of his and my sleep while I sit up on the bed, I had been hoping


    this all to be some kind of bad dream that my mind had conjured, but


    it seems I’m not waking up from it.


    “We heard the happy news!” I hear a feminine voice


    squeal outside, almost makine me cover my ears as i cringe.


    “Let me see her. Oh, please, oh, pleasel Just to say hi. I


    wont…”


    I can see Reagan blocking the girl’s for froming in


    or seeing past him. He doesn’t open the door wide and uses


    his body to cover the its frame.


    Sunlight peeks into our room behind the dark curtains,


    and I’m still left dazed at howrge the windows are


    The room looks even more beautiful in the daylight, and


    I can‘t wait to see how the sitting roomcksnow.


    “No.” He growis only that word before mming the


    door shut and clicking the lock. He pivots on his feet to walk


    back towards the bed when his eyes lock with mine.


    “Okay, I’ll see her at breakfast.” A voice sounds behind


    the door, but Reagan ignores it as he walks closer to the bed.


    His eyes are fixed on me as I grip the bedsheet tighter to my


    chest, unconsciously moving back against the headboard.


    He takes quick long strides and soon crawls into the bed


    to lean over my small frame, both his hands in fists beside


    my hips, digging into the bed.


    He buries his face into my neck, breathing in my scent,


    and my skin tingles where his light stubbles grazes.


    Even though he just woke up, he still looks damn sexy


    while I probably look like a trainwreck. He smells heavenly


    too, and I can’t resist the urge to breathe in,


    I hear a deep growl rumble from his chest before he


    moves back to stare down at me.


    “Good morning.” His voice has a rough and deep


    baritone to it, and I can see his beast peeking through his


    eyes atrrie as they turned a bright golden color. I blush at the


    intensity of his eyes before looking down to pick at the grey


    bedsheet


    “Morning.” I mutter back.


    I realize then I’m still in his shirt, and it had rid up to


    show my panties. I quickly pull it down, hoping he hadn’t


    seen them as my blush brightens.


    “Look at me.” I hear him order softly with a whisper, and


    Toblige almost immediately. His head slowly leans down


    towards mine, and I panicked when I see that he’s aiming for


    my lips.


    “I have sses.” I quickly say cing both my hands on


    his chest to stop him. He goes rigid under my palm, and I


    think I saw him shiver a bit, making me retract them. As I do,


    he moves back a bit but not leaving much space between us.


    “So?” He asks with his head c***d at me.


    “So…I have to get ready and go.”


    A shadow falls over his face at my statement, and he


    abruptly stands and walks to his walk-in closet. Hees


    back out secondster, already dressed in a pair of sweat


    pants and a top, leaving me stunned at how quick he was.


    “No.” He finally answers, deadpanned.


    I’m tongue-tied for a few seconds before finding my


    voice,


    “But I need to go. It’s just my first year and…”


    “Iyid no.” He cuts me off and my anger suddenly


    begins to rise at his abruptness,


    I stand to re at him, “You can’t control me. I had a life


    you know? Before you came and started to disrupt the


    whole thing”


    He narrows his eyes at me in warning, but i stand tall


    and stare back at him.


    “I can and will control you if you keep on acting sa


    “I can and will control you if you keep on acting sa


    rudely. And as much as your leisty attitude is a huge turn on,


    I would advise you don’t piss off my beast, or you won’t like the oue.” His arms are folded across his


    chest as he


    stands tall over me, showing his dominance.


    I hold my tongue then, remembering he’s a Prince that I


    had to show utmost respect to.


    He rxes then, his eyes softening and holding a


    sudden yfulness to it.


    “If you must attend these sses, then I’ll need


    insurance.” He suddenly announces, taking me by surprise.


    “Insurance?” I ask with a confused expression. He smiles


    back instantly, but it’s unsettling as it holds a hidden


    meaning to it.


    “Yes, I need to be sure you’lle back here.


    Something to keep me rxed while you’re gone.”


    i’m still confused with my eyebrows furrowed, my lips


    pursed.


    What does he want?


    “A kiss will do.” He says with a sly grin all across his face.


    Both my eyes widen in horror at his request, and I


    stae per hack a bit.


    “I’m not kissing you.” I quickly say:


    Heshrugs, “Works for me. More time to spend with


    I’ve never kissed anyone before, neither do I know how


    1. to. And I doubt I’ll be able to. But if I don’t, I’ll be locked up in


    here and won’t be able to make it to school. I’m not stupid


    enough to run away so soon without a n.


    He’ll be able to track me down and have other


    werewolves in the city also look for me.


    And even if I get to leave the city or even the country,


    other werewolves there will be notified. And I will be on the


    run for the rest of my life. Well, until he eventually finds me,


    which he will. He’s a Prince. He has influences on all


    werewolves round the world. And I’m just an unlucky


    she-wolf who always gets herself into bad situations.


    So for now, any little opportunity I can get to leave here,


    even if it’s just a little while, I need to take it. Besides, kissing


    him shouldn’t be that hard.


    He’s hot and very attractive, and people kiss strangers


    every day. This shouldn’t be so hard.


    “Fine.”


    I sigh heavily before taking little steps up to him.


    His eyes light up as he watches me move closer to him,


    and he expectantly looks at me as I stop in front of him.


    Mustering up as much courage as I could, I get up to my


    tipy-toes and fold my hand in his shirt to bring him closer to


    1. me. He follows, suddenly having a serious expression in his


    I pucker my lips andy a light peck on his lips before


    moving back and dropping down to my feet.


    He c**is an eyebrow down at me, unamused, “That’s


    it?” He blinks, “I didn’t ask for a peck, but a real kiss that


    would leave both of us breathless.”


    I stare away, embarrassed my cheeks turning pink, and


    my fingers fiddling with one another.


    “I don’t know how,” I mutter, but I know he heard me.


    “What do you mean by you don’t know how?” I stare


    back at him to see a frown on his face.


    “L.I don’t know how to kiss because I haven’t kissed


    anyone before, okay?” I suddenly blurt out, tired of the


    situation I was put in.


    I don’t stare at him, not wanting to see the disgusted


    look on his face as he finds out i’m a virgin in every aspect.


    The same look every guy gives when a girl is inexperienced. Maybe that’s why Brad had chosen Stacy


    over me. I had seen


    her with lots of boys before he asked her out.


    Tired of the silence, I look back up to see not a


    disgusted look, but a happy grin on his face.


    Reagan suddenly wraps his arm around my waist then


    to bring me closer to him, and I’m left stunned by his


    actions. His face leans closer to mine, our lips almost


    touching as he whispens;


    “Good. Now I don’t have to worry about killing another


    male who had ever touche vou.” And then his softly


    I’m frozen as his lips brush over mine smoothly, coaxing


    me to reciprocate as his handes up to caress my chin.


    My Eyes on their own ord begin to flutter close, and I let


    out a gasp as delicious sparks of electricity course through


    my whole body. He tilts his head to his side, deepening the


    kiss, and I begin to move my lips with his. My lips part in


    another gasp, and his tongue takes the opportunity to slide


    between them.


    it was when I tasted mint that I suddenly remembered I


    haven’t brushed my teeth yet. But he seems to have and


    isn’t grossed out that I haven’t. Instead, he pulls me closer to


    him, taking my breath away as he bites and sucks.


    My hands move from my side to hold onto his arms as


    begin to get weak in the knees.


    My lungs start to burn for air, but his hand at the back of


    my head isn’t letting me move away.


    I think i’m about to pass out when he moves back, and I


    take in big wulps of air.


    “You said a kiss.” | panted, staring up at his beautiful and


    dark eyes. He doesn’t even look out of breath while I’m


    breathing like I just ran a mile.


    “Ilied.” He responds before diving back in to take my


    lips once more. This time, it’s harder and more possessive,


    like he’s staking his im. And I could do nothing but ept


    My whole body is burning, and I’m left dazed in lust.


    I’m surprised that only a kiss can make me feel this way.


    Is this how other people I see kissing feel?


    I doubt it. This feels different…a lot more different.


    Letting out a growl of frustration, Reagan pulls back


    from me before aggressively runs his fingers through his hair.


    I suddenly feel cold at the loss of contact, my erratic


    breathing heavy, and my skin flushed in heat.


    “Everything you need is in the bathroom. I’ll be back


    with clothes for your ss.” He gloomily says before striding


    over to the door and mming it shut behind him with so


    much force, I was scared it would fall off its hinges.


    Letting out a sigh, Iter walk to the bathroom, happy


    he’s agreeing to my request. I found a new toothbrush by the


    sink with a h?irbrush and body lotion.


    I hurry and do my business in the toilet before brushing my teeth and stepping out of Reagan’s shirt to


    take a quick


    shower


    I step out and dry myself with a towel before using the


    lotion on my body. I stare al myself in the mirror and brush


    through my tangled hair. It was then I noticed the red hickey


    on my neck. I graze my hand over it and immediately


    recalled Reagan’s teeth on it yesterday. Tingles shoot frem


    that spot to all over my body, and i gasp in surprise while withdrawing my hand back


    When I step out of the bathroom. I see a dressid out


    on the bed. It was a white dress filled with purple and dark


    pink flowers scattered over it. It had thin straps for sleeves,


    and I’m guessing that’s why the dark denim jacket isid


    beside it. There’s no sign of Reagan, but I go over and lock


    the bedroom before putting on the dress. It stops a few


    inches above my knees, and I’m fascinated at how soft the


    fabric feels over my skin.


    I’ve never been able to afford a dress like this before. It


    Seems expensive, but I can smell anotherdy’s scent on it.


    Meaning it belongs to someone else. Surprisingly though, I


    don’t feel pissed like how the otherdy’s clothes in the


    wardrobe made me yesterday. This one seems…friendly. It’s


    hard to exin, but I sense no threat.


    i gather all my hair to the left part of my neck to cover my Hickie. No way am i letting anyone on campus


    see that. It’s very evident, and I’m sure everyone would give me


    surprise looks when they see this. They’ve never seen mie


    with a guy before, and I had left the ceremony yesterday with


    the Prince. So put two and two together, and they’ll get


    something extreme in their minds.


    Not sure what to do nekt, I po to click theck of the


    bedroom door open before twisting the doorknob so I could peek outside. However, I’m met with a Lycan


    Prince, looking down at me with a straight face. His eyes rake down my form


    before slowlying back up to my eyes


    He stretches his hand forward for me to take, and I


    hesitate staring warily at it before epting it.


    His grip is firm as he leads me down the empty hallway.


    Soon, we are walking down the spiral staircase, and I hear


    voicesing from below.


    I find the sitting room empty until he takes me past the


    bar that leads to a luxurious kitchen.


    The marble kitchen counter is shiny and smooth, and


    there’s a dining table in the middle of the kitchen. Sitting at


    the table is a brte, having high cheekbones and looking


    absolutely like a doll with her smooth pale skin. Opposite


    her is a guy having the same color of hair and sharing some


    resemnce with thedy.


    They both stare up at us as we walk in, and the


    brte’s eyes light up


    I can recognize her scent as being the same as the


    owner of the dress I’m wearing. And they both carry the


    same aura Lycans do, but they don’t look intimidating to me.


    “Finally, you let her out of your cage.” The guy


    The brte, however, stands up to walk up to us with a big weing smile on her face.


    “Hi. I’m Alexia, but you can call me Lexi.” She says as she


    I stare back up at Reagan, and he gives me an


    encouraging nod


    “I’m Ellie.” i stretch my hand out for her to shake, but


    she yfully ps it away to hug me instead. I’m frozen in


    shock for a moment before regaining myposure as she


    soon backs away. Reagan still holds my hand, not letting go


    even as Alexia hugs me.


    “We’re family now. No need to be so formal.” She says


    with a slightugh, and I have to force out a smile back at


    her. Even though all I want to do is run for the hills.


    Family? Does this mean she’s rted to Reagan?


    Her casual gesture makes me feel ufortable.


    I take my time to study her and the other Lycan, and I’m


    not surprised to notice how stunning they look. They’re


    both beautiful in every sense.


    Aleria has smooth, long legs that she would make a


    fortune with if she was a runway model. And she has curves


    in all the right ces, nothing small, but nothing over the


    top either. Her hair looks shiny and smooth like silik, putting


    mine to shame even though I use products on it.


    The other Lycan has smoothly wless skin like the rest,


    and his face looks like it had been cut out from a fashion


    magazine. He shes me a smile, his pearly white teeth


    showing And ifiwa any other girl, I would have swooned


    and fallen at his feet. But I’m not even the least bit attracted


    Reagan, on the other hand now, looks like an Adonis,


    I don’t think I’ve ever seen any werewolf that has good


    genes like these Lycans. I’m slightly jealous and intimidated


    by their good looks. They seem to be older than me by a few years, but I’m pretty sure they’re way older.


    “I’m Daniel.” The other Lycan says without leaving his


    position at the table. I sh a small smile back at him, which


    he returns with a wink. Reagan lets out a low, threatenine


    growl at him, but he doesn’t seem bothered and only smirks


    in return.


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    “What do you want for breakfast?” Lexi asks while


    leading me to a seat at the table. “Joanna can make anything


    you want.” She adds.


    Reagan also takes a chair beside me, and I notice a cup of coffee was already set down at his front. It


    seems the two males are having coffee, but Lexi’s own seems to be tea.


    “Just coffee will be fine.” I finally say.


    “Okay. Joanna!” Lexicalls, and ady hurries into the


    room.


    “She wants coffee.” She points to me.


    Joanna nods with a fake smile on her face as she goes


    over to make my coffee.


    She smells human, and I raise an eyebrow at her choice


    of dressing. Her boobs are spilline out of her shirt that has


    two buttons undone at the top, while her skirt is so short, I


    fear for her if a slight breeze sweeps by


    lear for her if a slight breeze sweeps by.


    I don’t like her, neither does my wolt. Especially since


    she’s dressed like that in front of Reagan.


    She walks over to my side before lying down my cup of coffee, but I swear I see her send a re at me


    before


    straightening up.


    “Is that all?” She asks, and i briskly nod so she would


    get out fast. Her perfume is choking me, and her fake smiles


    all the more irritating


    She diverts her eyes back to the bays, and a genuine


    smilees on.


    “Need anything, boys?” Her voice takes a sultry tone as


    she flutters her eyshes at them


    Reagan tantly ignores her, still sipping from his cup,


    and Daniel dismisses her with a wave of his hand.


    Her smile falters, and her eyes water before she secretly


    sends a re at me once more before stomping out of the


    room. Okay. that girl has issues.


    “Tenore her. She’ll soon be tired once I find another


    responsible cook.” Lexi bays immediately, Joanna leaves.


    “Now tell me.” She then leans towards me across the


    table, her eyes scanning my neck and her nose smitting the


    “Why haven‘t you two started the making process yet?”