Prince Reagan

Chapter 47

Th Warehouse

My eyes are heavy with sleep, and my body is still slumped in the back of the moving truck. It feels like we’ve been driving for hours, but maybe it was a few minutes. I’m not sure, find it hard to comprehend anything that’s happening. I’ve been drifting in and out of consciousness, waking up anytime I feel the truck jerk. Plus, it’s not easy to get some sleep with a creepy guy staring at you.

I’m just staring at the burly guy opposite me who hasn’t stopped gazing at my exposed legs with lusty eyes. I wish I hadn’t picked these stupid denim shorts to wear today.

That sick smirk on his face, making me know I’m in deep s**t, infuriates me to no end. And

I can’t wait to gain my strength back before teaching him a lesson he will never forget.

Suddenly, the truck starts to wobble on the road, turning bumpy as I jerk a bit. I’m guessing we’re no longer on the main road. Where the hell are these bastards taking me?

If I could speak, I would be yelling profanities, asking what they wanted from me and who the f**k they are. Since they were able to overpower me at the penthouse, I’m guessing they aren’t human. Werewolf maybe…it’s hard to tell with their masked scent. But I will go with that. And the only werewolves who are stupid enough to kidnap the mate of a Prince are rogues, like those who have been ambushing werewolf packs and kidnapping she-wolves. And maybe they thought me an easy catch since I’m still in the process of transforming.

With this realization, I look once more to my attacker to see his creepy eyes still on me. I can feel my strength slowly slip back into my body, and the pain reduces little by little. I think! can move some of my fingers now, though not much. I try to be discreet so that the weirdo in front of me doesn’t notice. I’m actually surprised I’m regaining my strength so quickly, considering I had been injected twice.

But with my strength comes that of my wolf’s also, and I can feel her anger burning inside

me with hatred for our captors. She had been the one to suffer the most from the wolf’s bane

and wishes nothing more than to claw at their throats. But as she regains her strength, I feel my heat resurface along with it.

I’m suddenly feeling how my heat spreads around my body, and I can feel my wolf’s emotion heighten as she wishes to come out and inflict a lot of pain. My tired eyes turn to a

harsh glare as I stare back at my captor, who has his head tilted to the side in curiosity as he

studies me. Suddenly, he goes rigid and sniffs the air. I watch his eyes turn dark as he stands

and walks closer to where I lay.

“You really smell amazing, whore.” He chuckles, crouching beside me with his leering gaze

down my neck, while I still have to hide my intentions and ball my fist instead of attacking

without plan. I still feel disoriented, so it would be wise not to do anything yet.

“Maybe I’ll have my fun with you before we sell you off to the highest bidder. And you, my friend, will make us a lot of cash.”

My stomach churns in disgust at his vile words while he keeps trailing his finger down to my breast, and my only thought is to spring up and choke him to death. If only I had enough

strength.

So it seems I was right. This might be the rogues we’ve been after all this while.

“The name’s Trent.” He informs, and I furrow my eyebrows at him, wondering why he was telling me that. “You’ll need it since you’ll be screaming it soon.” His sadistic smirk stretches and my chest burns

suddenly with the need to attack.

Just then, the truck suddenly comes to a halt, and my captor stands up to open the door before carrying me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I close my eyes against the blinding light of the sun since my eyes are sensitive from being in the dark truck for too long.

But when I squint them back open, I see we’re surrounded by trees all around, in the

middle of forest. I stare around to see a large warehouse not too far from us, where it seems my captor is taking me. The other guy must be the driver, as he was with us now, following us

to the warehouse.

I try to see if I could remember anything about the surroundings or smell anything, but there’s nothing. There’s probably no sign of life for miles, and I wonder if we’re even in LA anymore. I don’t know how long the drive had been, considering I drifted off to sleep

sometimes.

I hear the sound of large doors being slid open before we step in.

The place is dark and empty, with little to no furniture in the large house. But the other

man then crouches to the floor and uses his hand to open what I believe a basement. We move down a flight of stairs, and that’s when I begin to hear sounds of whimpers, sobs, and even a

scream.

I look around in horror to see the place crowded with girls chained by their hands and legs.

They’re barely clad in tattered clothing, exposed to the men around sneering at them.

Realization dawns on me as I notice these girls aren’t humans but she-wolves, and there are

about two dozen of them.

I can’t smell their scents, meaning they’ve been masked. So that’s why we couldn’t find they’ve been ambushed.

They briefly look at me with their wide eyes and curious gaze. Fear was apparent in them as they stare back at the men guarding them with sick smirks on their faces. Some are dragged about by their hair, eliciting screams and sobs of pain. I watch horrified as some of the men openly grope the she-wolves before a growl of warning resonates in the room.

I look to the source and find an older looking man sitting in a chair like a king in the middle of the room. His sharp eyes glaring all around him with authority and warning evident in his stance before his eyes shift to me.

A small, almost invisible smirk, appears on his lips as he watches me being lowered to the floor beside his leg. I lay slump, seeming debilitated even though I could move some of my limbs right now. But I have to keep pretending if I want to leave this place alive and save these she-wolves. I wouldn’t be able to take all the men in the room by myself, as they are many and could still have more injections of wolf’s bane.

But I can feel my wolf’s longing to attack. She was overly pissed from being injected wolf’s bane and being drawn far from her mate.

“I see you two really were okay on your own.” The man in the chair says, inspecting me with his eyes as I lay on my back.

“She wasn’t much trouble, boss.” My captor snickers, and I grit my teeth in anger as he

mocks me.

The boss furrows his eyebrows then, staring at me once more with a frown. He sniffs the air before his eyes begin to blaze in anger.

“You fuckers didn’t mask her scent?!” The two men cower back at their boss’s angry roar

before apologizing hastily.

“W…we’re sorry, boss. We were just in a hurry before her mate came back. Please forgive us.” The lean guy quickly explains with shaky knees. The boss continues to glare at them, with his body shaking in anger.

“You idiots! Don’t you know they can track her here? You’re both lucky we’re about to

move and leave this f*****g place.” He snarls at them as they continue to tremble in fear. It’s fascinating to see two grown men shiver like teens watching horror movies.

“What smells so f*****g fantastic here?” I hear one of the guards ask, and I look up then to see every male’s eyes on me. Damn heat of mine.

I still feel hot, but I ignore all of that to focus on the problem at hand. I’m under a

now they’re all staring at me like I’m their next meal of the day. Some even look ready to

pounce. f**k!

“Now, boys, calm down. It’s just a way her wolf’s saying she wants to be fucked.”

I furrow my eye at the familiar voice, and my eyes dart around before landing on the feminine figure emerging from behind the boss’s chair.

“Or am I wrong, Ellie?” The lady asks with her eyes peering down at me in hatred and satisfaction of my position.

“Gina?!” I incredulously stare at the girl I’ve always secretly despised. I can’t believe she’s here, standing tall above me like a villainess. I know she’s not a captive as she’s dressed nicely

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“Daddy.” She leans down to kiss the boss’s cheek while he looks at her in adoration. Daddy?!

My eyes suddenly widen in shock as realization dawns on me. The last I had heard about

Gina’s dad was that he was banished from our pack for reasons unknown to us. Alpha Benson

hadn’t mentioned why and none of us could question him.

And now here he is, kidnapping she-wolves with his sick daughter aiding him wholeheartedly. Was she the reason they kidnapped me? I know she hates me ever since Reagan announced me as his, so was this revenge?

“I’ve always known you were a slut deep down that perfect girl act you always had on.” Gina’s loud cackle fills the warehouse as she leans down to crouch and watches me lay

helplessly on the floor. I stare up back at her in spite, wishing I could strangle her with my bare hands. How would a she-wolf sell her fellow kind? She was disgusting.

“Not to worry, my dear friend. There’s a lot of werewolves here that can fulfill all of your

fantasies.” Her sick words disgust me to the stomach. And I would have thrown up if I had

actually eaten anything today. I hear the snickers from the men around the room as they leer

at me in pure lust.

My nostrils flare in anger as I regard the taunting smirk on Gina’s lips. She’s enjoying this, my humiliation and helplessness. Then suddenly, her eyes turn dark with her smile fading

away as she stares at me with a malicious look.

She grabs my hair, digging her nails into my scalp, causing a sharp pain to shoot from the

area.

“You’re the reason why Lana, the only friend I have, hates me with so much passion. Then

think you’re better than everyone else, right? I’ll make sure you regret ever messing with me, slut.” She snarls into my face, but I could only glare back at her, still acting weak. Her father is only staring down at us in amusement but doesn’t do anything to stop his sick deranged daughter.

I know some of my hair has already been uprooted from my scalp by now from her tight

grip. Gina has nothing but despise in her eyes for me.

“Don’t be so rude to our guest, Gina.” I hear another feminine voice that also sounds extremely familiar. My body goes rigid at the sound of it, and Gina immediately lets go of my

hair to stand back up.

Then I see her. I would recognize that sweet voice anywhere that comes from a certain dark-haired beauty. That smile that seems innocent but had mischievousness hidden

underneath it.

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And here I was thinking she had gone on a long vacation and would only return years later. But here she stood, high and mighty like the b***h she was.

I wish I could snarl her name, but if I do, they may realize I have my strength back and try to inject me again with wolf’s bane. So I could only snarl it in my mind.

Janet.