Novel & Cerita Reagan And Mitchell #novel Wattpad Read Online Free

Reagan's POV: I nearly vomit in my mouth as I hear the noises coming from my parents room. Fuckin gross! Yes I know what they did for me and my siblings to be here but knowing they've had sex to hearing them have sex are totally different. I think I'm going to have nightmares. I plop down in the living room by my siblings and aunts and uncles. "Aunt Rachel your best friend is making a porno upstairs and I think I'm scarred for life" I say while playing a game on my phone. I hear multiple people cussin, laughing, making gagging noises and spitting their drinks out around the room. "Well..... I'm not even going to explain that shit you're old enough to know what's going down upstairs" Rachel s

"No… This can't be happening…" I murmured. I snatched the phone from the man's hand, wishing I could dive straight into the screen to see for myself. My fingers were shaking, and my wolf let out a guttural snarl. How was this possible? There wouldn't be such coincidences in this world. But the footage didn't lie. The bare-chested man on the screen, muscles taut and back covered in old scars, was Reynolds Mitchell. We belonged to the same pack and had grown up together. After all these years, there was no way I could misidentify my own mate.

He wants to win and she is the ticket for him to do just that. We currently have three days until we leave for our trip. Cora and Rebecca are finishing up with gathering up all the information that we will need to start finding out what is going on in the villages. Elliot is working on making sure we have all sorts of tech that will help us to gather and record what is happening so that I can once and for all change what is happing in this world. I am sitting at my desk when my door opens and Megan walks in. Per her usual, she wheres something that shows half her body and she looks like she dipped herself in paint. I think the hardest part of this plan is pretending that I am attracted to th

Until a certain age, when we were all teenagers and the late Alpha King found a witch who said that the only cure for Reagan’s illness is for him to find his mate and mate with her. That was when Reagan had been looking for his mate until we found her a week ago only to die a few days later. Is it really a curse as Eira said and the only cure or the easiest way as Eira puts it is “mating with his mate?” Does that mean that Reagan really has no hope?

Drake went pale, and he yelled for silence. I grabbed Reagan’s hand, as he still hadn’t moved. “Yeah, that’s right, take that good-for-nothing cripple with you. I wouldn’t want him, anyway. I have a real man to love and protect me,” she revealed her neck, reminding everyone whose mate she was. “Wait? She’s your mate?” I asked Reagan. That would explain a lot.

Chapter 65: Not Selfish Enough Selina's POV I crossed my arms over my chest, watching Reagan as he tried his hardest to win over the twins. Gifts, toys, and food surrounded them, but nothing seemed to work. He was spoiling them unnecessarily, yet Abigail and Sky remained unimpressed. They weren’t easily fooled, and their cold expressions said it all. “Do you want to go out after this?” Reagan asked them softly, almost pleadingly. Sky raised his head slightly, while Abigail glanced at me. She shook her head, mouthing, “I don’t want to talk to him.”

Arin probed further, needing to be absolutely certain before they took any action. Reagan rolled his eyes at the question, "Of course, I could recognize the woman who wanted to kill me even in my dreams," he replied sarcastically. The memory of their confrontation with Phoenix was still fresh in his mind, and he knew that it was a moment that he would never forget.

Reagan asked Yomiel as if he was in a hurry. Reagan knows about Yomiel’s ability after all. There was a total of three people who knows. His father, Devon Argentum. His best friend Reagan Rheed. And Reagan’s sister, Ky Marren. Ky was also his dad’s secretary after all. Reagan and Ky weren’t really siblings but since they were both blonde, Ky adopted him as her younger brother after his parents died. Yomiel knows everything about Reagan since he’s bad at keeping secrets. "Fine I guess, my clue would be a girl with wavy hair, crop top, short skirt, and fishnet stockings. They probably died of pleasure." He told Reagan. He looked like he was on a bad mood as Reagan looked at him.

"How the fuck would you be able to control a fucking state that breaks its rules every fucking day? It’s never you, Rhett. Everyone knows it's supposed to be me." There was a pause, and suddenly everything clicked into place in my head. I had been curious about Rhett's vulnerability, but it was all starting to make sense now. Well, it was what Kai, my companion in this new world, had confided in me. No one expected the fight. From childhood, the name of Reagan was sealed for the title. He was heartless, strong and cold, colder than Alastair. Rhett was his actual opposite. However, he had some powers Reagan was afraid of, or he just loathed that it made him weak. I was trying to match the puz

“Everything’s fine, just dealing with… family planning a baby shower for me without actually asking what I want.” “Oof. Classic,” Mia laughed. “Let me guess—Jessica and Hillary?” “Bingo.” Before Mia could say anything else, another voice chimed in—Reagan. “Yes, yes, I’m here,” Reagan said dryly. “The villain has joined the group chat.” Mia scoffed. “Still getting used to that.” “You and me both,” I muttered, half-joking. If someone had told me a few months ago that Reagan would become one of my closest friends, I would have laughed in their face. And yet, here we were.