Prince Reagan
Chapter 52

I could hear the emerald-eyed lady give orders for people to get down here and help the she-wolves that we're still chained up. Her voice resonates with authority, and so does her aura. It was powerful, almost like that of Reagan...or maybe even more. I don't have time to ponder too much on her, with my body still shivering as Reagan takes me upstairs, still cradled in his arms. I can see the darkness in his eyes as he takes in my bloody and disheveled form. His eyes scan my body for any injury, but they all had healed up so fast, it's surprising. He relaxes a bit, but the tension was still evident in his rigid shoulders. He tries to hide my body from other male eyes, snarling at anyone who looks at my exposed legs.

Everyone makes way for us, and my eyes briefly scan the room to notice that most of the rogues are out cold on the floor. Only a few are on their knees, alive, but their bodies have a fair amount of injuries as they're guarded by our men.

I see Gina's father is one of them, looking the worst with his swollen eyes, busted lip, and bruised body. His eyes look up to stare, or rather, glare at me in spite, as if I'm the cause of all this. My mate must have really done a number on them because of me. I wish I had been up here to witness this.

As we step out, I squint my eyes at the bright light of the sun, even though it's already evening. It had been dark in the warehouse, and my eyesight is sharper. I was still trying to get used to all of this.

I wrap my arms around my Reagan's neck as his step quickens, and we disappear into the woods. He goes further in with his grip tight on me, trying to stiffen my quivering body. He suddenly gets to a spot before putting me down to my feet. I wrap my arms around my body with my eyes darting around the forest.

I can hear everything from where I stand. The gushing of a stream not too far away, the sound of ants crawling up a tree, the slightest sway of a leaf...

"Hey," Reagan's voice pulls my focus back to him, and my eyes dart to his chest, where his heart lays in. I could hear the rhythm his heart made as it pumps blood out into his veins. I want to listen to that beautiful sound forever as I lay my head on his chest. "Are you alright, little wolf? Tell me where it hurts." He softly asks, but I shake my head at him.

"I'm fine." I briefly answer while staring at the floor.

"Focus on me." He cups my cheek and makes me look back up at him.

I stare into his warm eyes that have specks of gold flashing in them in a beautiful pattern that leaves me mesmerized. I could look into them all day and not get bored.

"I don't know what to do." I finally announce. I wasn't sure how I was going to shift into my beast. It had been a lot easier while I was a werewolf, but as a Lycan, it's a tad bit different. I'm scared to delve into the dark corners of my mind where my beast resides. She feels different, her presence feels more menacing than when she was a wolf.

Reagan's arms slip around my waist, holding me close to him as he looks down at me. "How about we do it together?" I glance up at him bemused, not understanding what he was suggesting.

"Let me mark you, my love." He finally announces, and I go rigid in shock at his words. I couldn't believe he just said that after so long.

Emotions cloud my mind when I see the insecure look on his face as he looks back down at me expectantly. This was a huge step in my life right now, bigger than the usual wedding humans have for themselves.

I stare up into my mate's eyes and ask myself one question. Was I ready?

I stare up into my mate's eyes and ask myself one question. Was I ready?

Of course I am ready! I'm certain I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. Wake up to his perfectly sculpted face, hear his voice as the first sound I hear every day, eat while staring at him opposite me, daydream about him when I'm not with him, laugh with him, maybe have little pups, and to always sleep knowing he's right beside me.

I vigorously nod my head at him, "Yes! I would love nothing more." A sigh of relief escapes his lips then as he hugs me tight. His laughter of happiness drifts into my ear like a beautiful song that warms my heart and makes it skip a beat. I love everything about this

man.

He spins me around and leads me back till I hit a tree behind me. Then he begins to peppers my cheeks with kisses before capturing my lips with his, and taking my breath away. Electric sparks fly between us as the air becomes thicker with our desires for each other. He nibbles on my lips before letting go and trailing kisses down my neck.

I let out a loud moan as he leaves tiny bites on his way to my sweet spot. My body shivers in desire as he gets there, even as I was quivering with the need to shift. He licks at the spot with ferocious need as my eyes are lost in pleasure.

I feel his canines then on my skin, but he doesn't break the skin as if asking for permission. I nod while combing my fingers through his hair, anticipating what will happen next while biting my lip nervously.

This is it. No going back. This is my future.

I feel his sharp canines begin to pierce the skin, and my mouth opens in a silent scream of pain before turning to a gasp of pleasure. The pain reduced in an instant as his teeth sink in deeper, and my body accepts him. It was a perfect combination of pleasure and pain. Blood trickles from the spot that he has his teeth sunk into, down my shoulder and chest.

And when he's deep inside, he waits for a few seconds before I start to feel a cooling sensation from his canines. But they turn hot as they seep further into my body, igniting flames of desire inside me. I moan out loud as my grip on his hair tightened while I pushed my body up against his. My mind is clouded with the sensation as the hot feeling spreads all over my body, even to my core down there, causing it to clench in delicious need.

I can feel something changing between us as the connection is established. I feel closer to him and tied to him by an invisible cord. I can feel him deep inside me like he's a part of me. Everything he feels, I feel also, and I'm sure it is vice versa. I can sense his excitement at our bonding, his arousal, and even his anger because of the state he had found me in earlier.

I almost stopped him when I feel his canines begin to retract into his gum. The feeling had been so overwhelming, I was sure I would have had an o****m if he hadn't stopped too soon.

"Mine." He declares with a low growl as his tongue comes out to lap at his bite mark, and a zap of electricity flows through my body at the contact.

I gasp out loud at the sensation while an amused chuckle reverberates from his chest.

My eyes suddenly zero in on his neck, where his pulse can be felt, and my mind turns foggy. Basic instincts drive me when my canines come out and pierce his skin in a flash. He is also surprised by my sudden move but doesn't stop me and even pulls me closer to him. I'm not even sure why I'm doing it, I just know I needed to put my mark on him just as he had on me.

I feel his grip on me tighten with my canines still in his neck, branding him as mine. I smell his thick arousal in the air as he lets out a groan beside my ear with his hardness down there, poking at my stomach.

When I retract my canines, it really felt like we were one, with nothing separating us. I lap at the mark, causing him to shiver in pleasure too before I kissed the spot and whisper into his ear.

"Mine."

He moves back with an arrogant smirk on his lips. "My, my. I never knew my sweet innocent Ellie could become so possessive."

I regain my senses then, and my cheeks burn scarlet at my actions. I turn to look away at the forest beside us, embarrassed. Since when did I become so possessive? I couldn't help it. I just wanted him all to myself and nothing more. He was mine, and no one else's. "I guess I am." I nod, still not staring at him.

I can feel his intense gaze on me, causing me to stare back at his eyes, glowing a bright gold now.

"Now, I think it's time for our beasts to meet." He states, taking my hand and bringing it between us before placing a kiss on my finger. I nod in agreement, keeping my gaze on him.

"Follow my lead." He advises, and a dark vein begins to pop out of his forehead as his features change. His shoulders broaden, ripping his shirt apart, but he doesn't seem to care, his body turning hairy and larger with his ear elongating and his sharp thick canines protruding out.

In a few minutes, he was a hairy ferocious beast looking savage and wild, and probably scary to some, but not me. To me, he was the epitome of beauty and masculinity as I stare up at him in fascination. My hand comes up to feel his face when I notice something different about it.

They were also hairy, with claws on my fingers. I bring up my second hand, staring at them, stunned before looking down at my body. No longer was I in my denim shorts, just me in my hairy glory with ripped parts of my clothes on the floor.

I hadn't noticed I had shifted at the same time my mate had, as I was focusing on watching the beautiful sight of his shift. So now I'm fully a Lycan. It all feels surreal. I'm marked by Reagan, and I have marked him as well. We are almost done with the mating process before we're finally whole, but it feels like I'm already whole with him.

I hear a growl from my mate, and I stare up back at him to see his golden eyes transfixed on me.

Beautiful.

I can sense his words without him having to speak anything. And if I was still in my human form, I would have blushed beet red at his intense gaze and word.

With his eyes eating me up like his favorite meal, he takes a step closer to me. But I take one back also as I smirk at him. He isn't going to get me so easily.

He realizes my thoughts quickly, and his eyes narrow in a warning. But I ignore him as I keep moving backward with a challenging look in my eyes.

Catch me if you can.

He growls as I spin around and dash further into the forest. I hear his loud howl before hearing the sound of his heavy steps behind me, chasing me as the sun goes down and the moon comes up.