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The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Love

As my eyes remained locked into Jordan's, a sudden rush of memories flooded my mind, transporting me back to our innocent childhood days to the day Jordan told me that he would be the first and only man I would ever mate. Overcome with emotion, tears of both happiness and pain trickled down my ear as I held Jordan's head firmly. "Sweetheart, you know I love you, right?" Jordan whispered, his voice deep and sensual, breaking the cold silence that had enveloped the room. "I know and I love you more," I responded in a broken whisper. "I have fantasized about this moment for years. A moment you would look me in the eyes and tell me how much you love me as you deflower me," I said as tears continued streaming down my ear. I had always fantasized about a sweet moment with Jordan. A moment that was free of pain. I never knew it would be the sweetest and most painful experience I had ever experienced in my life. "My heart beats solely for you," Jordan's sensual voice lured me into a relaxed mood as he continued trying to penetrate me.  ________________ Jordan, the Alpha Prince, fell in love with Thalia, a common maid and a human who served in his wealthy family. What seemed like childhood affection blossomed into an unbreakable bond. The more the werewolf community tries to stop them, the more they uncover lots of buried secrets that make them realize that Thalia is not actually who they think she is. [Warning: Mature Content]

Kelsey_ · Urban
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114 Chs

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Thalia's Narrative

I rose from the bed and made my way over to the window, curious to see who had arrived at the Golden Gates. I spotted Kayla Damien, Nadia, and Rita standing by the aircraft, with two large suitcases in front of Kayla.

Kayla seemed to be wiping her eyes, while her mother offered comfort by placing a hand on her shoulder and whispering into her ear. Kayla nodded in response.

"Honey, it looks like your wife has arrived," I chuckled. Jordan looked at me, sensed who I was talking about, sighed, and rolled over on the bed, clearly tired from our activities the previous night.

As I continued to observe the scene in the courtyard, one of the bodyguards accompanying them picked up Kayla's luggage and began walking toward the castle. I moved away from the window and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.