Prince Reagan

Ruffled Feathers

I knew it. I always knew that she was a snake, cunning, and deceptive. She was probably putting on a

show for everyone so they won’t kick her out. But not to worry, I’m gonna tell Reagan and expose her

true colors. Not tonight, though. Tonight, I have a make-up dinner to prepare for.

First, I have to make something nice for Reagan. I just wasn’t sure what. I don’t know his favorite food,

and Joanna isn’t here yet to tell

1. me. I wanted to be through before she comes

here to make dinner, so I don’t have to share the

kitchen with her. It would be awkward

considering we both despise each other.

And how sure am I she won’t lie about his favorite food out of spite? I’m just gonna cook something

simple for us to share.

But in the process, Janet waltz back in with

a taunting smile on her lips. I try to ignore her, but she comes over to me, peeping over my

shoulder.

“How lovely it is that you’re ready to go so low just to please him.” She snickers before moving away. I

turn to her, with my eyes blazing

in rage.

“What are you talking about?”

She smirks before crossing her arms over

her chest. “Well, you’ve turned to a full-time housewife just to please Reagan so he would

mark you.”

Troll my eyes before turning back around to continue cutting the vegetables I was working on before she

interrupted me. “You’re talking rubbish,” I mutter. “Not that it’s any of you concern, but I’m still a student.”

She hums, watching me pour the vegetables into the boiling pot of hot water. “Oh, really? Then why do I

always see you at home, waiting patiently for your mate like a dutiful wife? I always see Lexi rush to

school, but

never you.”

“Why do you care?” I whirl around to throw

the question at her in irritation. What is she even

trying to get at?

Her smile widens as she clasps her hands in front of her. “He’s never going to mark you, Ellie. No matter

what you do. So stop trying”

My lips pull up in a mocking smile. “You’re

delusional, Janet, because you know he’s mine.

The moon has made it so. He hasn’t marked me

yet because I didn’t allow him to.”

“Oh, Ellie. Sweet, naive Ellie.” She sighs

before going to sit on one of the chairs at the

dining table. “He’s a beast used to taking what

he wants. And he’s also a Prince who gets served everything on a silver platter. And when he isn’t, he

forcefully takes it. And you believe he hasn’t sunk his fangs into your neck and declare you his just

because you asked him not to?” She arches an eyebrow at me before shaking her head and letting out a

slight chuckle.

“And maybe you do realize something is wrong there. I’m sure you’re going to tell him about me so he

kicks me out. But that’s because

you’re insecure. You know there’s a possibility he hasn’t marked you because he still wants me. So, you

want me out of the picture as quick as possible.” She narrates while I’m still throwing daggers at her with

both my eyeballs. I clench my fist tight around the knife in my hand, trying to hold myself back from

attacking her. It wouldn’t end well as there’s a high probability

she could beat me.

She laughs once more before shaking her

head in mock pity. “You can try all you want, but he won’t mark you.”

Just then, we hear the sound of the

elevator ping and soon hear light footsteps. Lexi waltz in with Joanna behind her, who is carrying

a bag of groceries.

“What’s up, girls?” Lexi flops herself onto a chair, not yet noticing the tension in the room.

“School is so exhausting. I can’t even remember most of the things the lecturers kept saying…what’s

going on?” She pauses to glance

between Janet and me as I haven’t stopped

glaring at her. Janet, however, is smirking like

she’s having a blast.

I should tell Lexi about Janet’s pretense,

but then I remember what she said about me

looking for a way to kick her out because of my

insecurities.

I’ll show her. I’m going to let her see and realize that Reagan hasn’t marked me yet only

because I haven’t allowed her to. Not because of

her but because I’m not ready yet. I can make him mark me and she’s gonna watch it all

happen.

“Nothing,” I mutter at Lexi before going back to what I was cooking.

In the meantime, I try to ignore Joanna as

she also began to work. Lexi keeps narrating

about her horrible and long day to Janet while she listens attentively like a saint. I kept seeing her

glancing at me once in a while, sending smug smiles at me when Lexi isn’t looking, irking me further.

When I’m done with cooking, I arrange the meal on the tray before taking it upstairs,

sending a death glare at Janet one last time

before I go.

I arrange the bed, fluffing the pillow with a

tight grip as a way to exert my anger.

The truth is, after Janet brought it up, I’ve been feeling slightly restless. Reagan had told

me he hadn’t marked me when we first met

only because my wolf isn’t ready and was still healing from Brad’s rejection. But how true was

that statement?

He’s a Prince of beasts and is used to taking

anything he wants either willingly or forcefully.

And even when I had been a horny b***h and

tried to rape him, he still hadn’t taken me. He

said he wanted me to give myself to him out of

my own free will and not because of the bond,

but that doesn’t sound right. Which kind of man can resist a girl begging him to take her? And not just

any girl, but one he shares a special bond with and is supposed to be sexually