Bonus Chapter 2

"I need to use the restroom," I whisper into Reagan's ear before standing up. He follows after and straightens his blazer.

"I'm coming with you." He states with a knowing smirk, causing me to roll my eyes at him, already knowing his reason for tagging along. But it wasn't as if I was against it. The proceedings wouldn't happen till almost an hour later, so that's enough time for us to 'exercise.'

The murmurings had already reduced in the hall as some had left after Jack's proceedings. Most had been here for him, and those remaining for the next one would most likely be Lycans who knew Janet. Even I don't have the desire to wait for her's anymore as I dread the outcome. I will commit murder if she is let off with only a slap on the wrist. Since Lycans live much longer than humans and werewolves put together, a few years in a cell wouldn't be that much to her, especially since she's still very young.

The hall of justice is a building not too far from the palace, a ten minute drive, actually. And for a court, it was massive. I sometimes wonder what the other available rooms are for. The hallway to the bathroom isn't exactly empty as we pass by a couple of Lycans from time to time, a few of which stare at us a bit because Reagan can’t keep his hands off of me. His arm remained around my waist, with his nose always finding its way to bury itself in my neck. And even when I try to wiggle away, he follows. Our giddy mood, however, dies down when we come across General Alphonso along the way.

With a slightly surprised expression and a smile, he acknowledges Reagan beside me with a bow. "Your Highness. Always a pleasure to see you."

"Wish I could say the same," Reagan remarks with a scowl, showcasing his displeasure. The smile on the general's face fell for a second before bringing it back up.

He is a high ranking officer among the royal Lycanthrope warriors and has the body to show for it; well built and sturdy for a man centuries old. He doesn't look old, though, more like a man in his thirties with his hair a light brown. His facial expression always turns stone-cold whenever directed to me, and at those moments, I see the military man in him. But whenever he is grinning at my mate like a desperate dog hungry for a belly rub, he looks different, more approachable.

"Please don't be like that, Prince Reagan." He awkwardly laughs but receives only a glare in return. "Janet has admitted to her crime and feels really sorry about her terrible behavior. Please forgive the silly girl as she is reflecting on her actions."

I don't know if the man is a good actor or just blind to his daughter's misdeeds. His mate, Janet's mother, rarely showed up at her proceedings, and I wonder if maybe she wasn't too happy with her daughter's and mate's behavior. They were trying to cover up a crime that she had obviously committed but wouldn't admit to.

"If she is really sorry, then she should start talking before it's too late," Reagan stated before pulling my wrist so I can follow after him. The last thing I see before facing front is Alphonso's smile falling off with a glare directed at me. I think he really hates me because I'm with Reagan and wishes for his daughter to have my position. Such a shame that is never going to happen.

I don't even have time to breathe when I walk into the bathroom as my lips are assaulted by a pair of hungry ones wishing to devour me. My back is against the bathroom sink with Reagan's body holding me trapped between it and him. I moan into his mouth at the ferocity of the kiss that messes up my lipstick and bruises my lips. His hands are already bunching up my dress and caressing up my thigh, causing goosebumps to appear on the skin.

"Reagan..." I sigh as his lips move across my cheeks. "This isn't...the right place..." I managed to breathe out with my body heating up already. But he doesn't stop his torment with his lips gliding across my skin. I fear for the sink behind me as I lean further against it.

"But I need you." He sighs and finally stops, resting his jaw on my shoulder. I can't see his eyes this way, but I bet they are burning with hunger. My fingers rise up to comb through his silky soft blond hair, enjoying the feel of it between my fingertips.

"Why don't we go home and continue from where we left off," I suggest while nibbling on my poor bruised lips. He moves back at my words to stare at me incredulously - one eyebrow c****d upward before shaking his head.

"Janet's last proceedings is also today. Don't you want to be there?"

I let out a sigh, "It's not as if she would be given much punishment since we have little against her. She already won." I turn to the bathroom mirror in despair before starting to reapply my lipstick.

He comes up behind me, which I see through the mirror, before placing both his hands on my shoulders. "I never lose, darling." He states, kissing my cheek from behind. I furrow my eyebrows at his statement and c**k my head in question at him. "I'll be in the hall of justice while you reapply your makeup."

He leaves before I could even ask what he meant by his previous statement, leaving me confused. Did he perhaps know something I don't? I shake my head before returning to reapplying my makeup and fluffing my hair, which Reagan had also messed up.

A few seconds later, the door to the bathroom opens, but I didn't bother to check who it was.

"You've got five minutes." I hear the order and freeze when I smell a familiar, irritating scent that makes my wolf go crazy with fury. I only have to stare up at the bathroom mirror before seeing the female guard shove Janet into the bathroom and close the door shut behind her.

Unlike Jack, who had no one, Janet had been treated like a Princess. She wasn't in a cell with a poor living condition but a bedroom, although not too big, still too kind for a prisoner. And she wasn't given tattered clothes or left ungroomed. Instead, she dresses like she was a free being, having access to new clothes every day. Her hair is shiny and looks healthy, her skin hasn't lost its color, and it even seems like she had added weight from sitting, eating, and doing nothing all day. No, she definitely wasn't in prison. Her father really goes overboard for her.

I haven't spoken to her since the last time I left her in Lunar's pack cell to rot. And I only see her at the proceedings here when she is brought in, but we haven't talked to each other.

Right now, she has high heeled ankle boots on her feet, tight black pants, and a pretty pink top. Her hands are bound with spelled cuffs so she won't break free, and a stupid smirk is painted on her face when she notices me. I'm pissed she is getting away like this and even seems smug about it. Taking in a deep breath, I fix my last touches to my makeup and whirl around to head out without acknowledging her. But her mouth is too big to let me do so.

"Oh, look what we have here. Princess Ellie. Oh, wait." She pauses and acts like she was deep in her thoughts. "You haven't been crowned a Princess, so you still are unwanted...just like always. His Highness must have seen through your exterior and realized just where you belong - beneath our feet."

Her voice alone irks me to no end. I really don't care that His Highness didn't crown me a Princess. But being spoken to like this really hurts my ego. And I wasn't going to keep quiet.

"You may think you're winning right now, but know that even though you might get out of this one today, you will still serve your punishment someday as I won't rest till justice is served," I vowed before storming past her and bumping into her shoulder. But she stopped me before I opened the door.

"When I get out, your little tongue is what I will first cut out before forcing it done your throat and then making marks on your body with my claws. And when I'm done to my satisfaction, I will slowly rip out your head with my bare hands," I pause to slowly turn to her as the description she painted seemed familiar. And she also took the liberty to meet my stare before her smirk widens,

"Just as I had done to that human bitch." She spun then to disappear into one of the bathroom stalls. I remain in my position for a while, shell shocked by her words. I wasn't scared she would do that to me but stunned she had done that to someone else without so much as remorse. And someone like that would be allowed to roam free in this world in a few years?

Gaining back my senses, I shook my head and walked outside back to the hall of justice. I'm still in a state of shock when I sit down, and Reagan notices immediately.

"Everything alright, my love?" He asks while staring above my shoulder to find the cause of my worry.

"I'm fine." I force a smile at him and lean back into my chair. He obviously doesn't believe me, but he doesn't pester me either. My mind is chaotic, even as the council members come in and climb their benches once more. Janet is accompanied a few minutes later with her head held high by the female guard, and her attorney follows after. Her father is sitting not too far behind us, and I can already see the triumphant smirk on his face.

The Head council, after a few minutes, stands once more to address us. I tune out all the formalities until he got to Janet's list of crimes.

"... based on illegal trafficking of she-wolves, Janet Alphonso has been found innocent as no valid proof has been shown..."

"Wait!" The double doors burst open as two figures storm through with another man behind and a guard running after them.

I recognize the two figures in front immediately to be Bella and Danny and then Adrian behind, holding two laptops in his large hands. Bella has some documents in her hand too, and they all make way to the councils' bench.

Everyone has their eyebrows furrowed in question as it wasn't acceptable to barge in or interrupt a proceeding after the councils had taken their seats.

"I tried to stop them, my lord," The guard behind them puffed, looking out of breath.

"We have new evidence to present to the council." Bella declared without adding any formalities or even bowing. Unlike me, she had been crowned a Princess and was even learning the ropes of being a queen since our present rulers would soon step down. It was inevitable, and His Highness had no choice but to crown her. Logan had marked her, and if she wasn't crowned a Princess, it meant she wouldn't be a Queen. Many might take this opportunity and try to challenge for the Crown, thinking the royal family to be undecided on who to crown next. After all, what is a king without a Queen? And since His Highness didn't want to lose the Crown to another, he just had to give in and name Bella a Princess.

"My lords, this is outrageous." Janet's attorney abruptly stood to his feet. "My client is already being given her sentence, and all the time for evidence to be shown has passed..." He became tongue-tied, however, when Bella, Danny, Adrian, and even Reagan shot him death glares. He took his seat immediately and brought out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his brow.

Bella turned back to the stunned council members, "I apologize for this rude interruption, but it is all in the name of justice to be served. We wouldn't want to let a criminal free, nor do we want to send an innocent victim to jail now, do we?"

The council members seem disrupted about this new development and shared looks. Finally, after a while, the Head council sighed, putting on his reading glasses.

"This is improper for us to do, but we will accept just this once. Present your evidence, Princess." He urges before waving the royal guard away.