Prince Reagan

Chapter 31

Disaster Date

I kept asking where we were going, but Reagan wouldn’t divulge that information to

1. me. I was getting agitated with his silence while

he seems to enjoy my restlessness.

My first ever date, and I could only hope it to be splendid. Yes, I haven’t ever gone on a date with a guy before.

Adrian drove, with us in the back seat of a

Mercedes. I’m glad to finally be out of that

house, even if it’s just for a while. I don’t know if

Reagan is still going on with my punishment, which is me remaining locked inside. I hope he has forgotten all about it.

We drove for what I believe was almost an

hour before we arrived at a deserted beach. I

had wondered why he’d insisted on me wearing something light. I had on a blue summer dress

with pink flowers scattered over it.

The weather is still gloomy with dark

clouds hovering in the sky, but I doubt it would rain anymore. It’s been like this for a long time,

and still, no drop of rain.

Taking my hand in his, Reagan leads me on

to the sandy beach with the sound of the sea

being the only thing that can be heard. I stare at

the vast sea beside us with the wind blowing

through my hair as I enjoy the view of the water

beating against itself.

It is when I turn back to face my front that I

see what awaits us.

A few feet away from us stands a round

dining table set, with countless petals of red

roses surrounding the area. There’s a canopy

with white flowy curtains hanging from it as they dance along with the wind. I stare at the scenery before us with my jaw hanging open, and my eyes widen in surprise.

“Like it?” He whispers the question beside my ear. His arm around my waist pushes my back against his front with him gently resting his jaw on my shoulder. I’m still staring at the sight before me in awe when I feel his teeth lightly

nibbling at my ear.

“It’s beautiful.” I gasp out as he chuckles

inside my ear. He slowly leads me towards the site, helping me to sit on a chair before going to take his opposite mine.

In front of me there are roasted sweet

potato wraps with caramelized onions and

pesto, and between us there’s jerky, fresh fruit, nut mix, chips, and pretzels. Also a bottle of wine sits in the middle, untouched. My mouth waters as I regard the meal, excited to dig in.

“This is mighty romantic of you,”

comment with an amused smile as I look back up at him. The Reagan I know wasn’t one to set

up dinner dates in a secluded beach just to

impress a girl.

He smiles at my words before reaching for the wine and pops it open. He fills both our glasses with the red liquid.

“You’re right. I’m not the romantic type.” He answers while taking a sip from his glass. “But you’re not an easy lady to convince, Ellie.”

“Maybe that’s because you had forced me to live in your penthouse and then locked me up like I was your property. And let’s not forget you’re changing my college without my consent.” I retort with a frown. I still wasn’t okay with how he had treated me.

His lips quirk up in an amused smile as he watches me glare at him. “You act as if you’re

innocent in all this. Let’s not forget you kept

breaking my rules at every point.”

As romantic as the scenery may be, I know ! can’t allow him to continue with those ideas.

“That’s because you didn’t give me a choice! don’t deserve to be treated like a child, Reagan. I have the right to make my own choices, and you shouldn’t make them for me without my consent”I can feel my blood beginning to boil in anger.

He goes silent then, with an unreadable expression on his face. His jaw clenches a bit with his eyes connected with mine as none of us are ready to look away. He sighs after a while as

his eyes divert from mine.

“Fine. You’re right.” He mumbles the last

part, but my wolf hearing got it.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” I decide to taunt him since this is the first time he’s giving

1. in.

He narrows his eyes at me in a warning.

“Don’t push it, little wolf. I might agree that you’re right a tad bit, but that doesn’t mean I’m changing my decision about your college.”

“This is my life we’re talking about, Reagan!” I burst out in frustration. I can feel the heat begin to creep back into my skin, but I try to ignore it as much as I can. This is not the time for my wolf’s emotions to buttin.

“And you’re mine. So yes, I do own you.” He arrogantly declares, causing me to stare at him wide-eyed.

“Bullshit!”I abruptly stand to my feet all of a sudden. My fists are clenched, shaking with fury as I glower down at the brute who has a bored expression on his face.

Lexi had thought me how to subside my

emotions by thinking about Reagan, but she hadn’t told me how to stop them when he’s the

reason they’re going haywire.

“You know what? This mate bond is bull

s**t! You’re bullshit! These feelings I have are bullshit!” I explode while moving away from the table. I don’t know what’s come over me, but

the only emotion coursing through me right

now is pure anger at Reagan. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

He slowly stands up with his eyes watching

my every movement, a scowl etched on his face with his eyes turning dark. I recognize the feral

look in them that is supposed to alert me to

keep calm, but lignore it. I back from the table

and out the curtains with my eyes still fixed on

him.

“Get back here, Ellie.” He orders in a

dangerously low tone.

“No!”Iyell back. The dancing curtains in

the wind sometimes blocks my vision of him as I’m outside while he’s still by the table inside.

“Prince or not, I don’t want to stay with a

controlling asshole like you. Why don’t you go

back to Janet and control her whichever way

you like?”

He’s still standing in his same spot with his

face set in that hard scowl. And for a second, the

curtains block my vision of him once more. But when it swings back up, I don’t see Reagan in his

spot anymore. I scrunch my eyebrowsin

confusion, with my eyes darting around for him.

But he’s nowhere to be found.

I feel my heart begin to thump a fast

rhythm when I feel his presence behind me. But before I could run, he grabs my arm to twist me around before he hurls me over his shoulder in

one go.

“Let me go!” I screech while beating against his back with my fists. He ignores me as

he strides away back to where the car is parked

with Adrian waiting in the passenger’s seat. My

protests fall on deaf ears as he shoves me into

the backseat before climbing in along with me.

When I try to reach for the other door’s handle, he grabs both my hands in his and twists them behind my back. He yanks me to him with his fingers digging into my hair and pulling me back, so I’m looking up at him behind me.

“Look at me.” He grits out the order with

rage flashing in his eyes.

My breathing is labored from all the

struggling, but my eyes are still filled with anger.

We keep glowering at each other for a while,

and when his eyes soften, so do mine. It is only

when the fury washes away from my eyes that I realize how much I had overreacted. Once more, I had let my emotions get the best of me, and I’m beginning to regret it.

Reagan’s lips unexpectedly locks with mine

then, in a soft yet possessive kiss. It’s like he’s

trying to calm me down with the kiss, but still letting me know I belong to him. And I melt into it, pulling him closer for more.

He moves back when it is clear we need

some air.

“We shouldn’t have had this day with your

wolf’s emotions all over the place. We’ll try this

some other time.” He promises before letting

me go. He gruffly tells Adrian to drive before turning to stare out the window.

I can’t believe I just ruined my first date

because I didn’t know how to control my wolf.

And Reagan doesn’t seem too happy about that

either, even though he’s acting nonchalant. I

feel horrible, knowing I had spoiled such a

special occasion. He did something nice for once, only for me to throw it all away in a fit of

rage.

I stare at him once more, but he’s still

looking out the window. I place my palm cautiously on his shoulder, only for him to go

rigid under my touch.

“Thank you.” I finally said, causing him to

stare at me in confusion. “It was a disaster, but

I’m glad you made the effort.” I flash him a small

smile. His scowl slowly wipes off, now replaced

“Thank you.” I finally said, causing him to stare at me in confusion. “It was a disaster, but I’m glad you made the effort.” I flash him a small

smile. His scowl slowly wipes off, now replaced with a smile. He pulls me closer to him, I lay on his chest the rest of the way home and don’t even realize at what moment I doze off. His

scent alone was enough to pull me in a blissful

dream.