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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_ · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
114 Chs

A Growing Sense of Depression

Mrs. Blythe swiftly entered Nadia's inner chamber and emerged holding a small, golden crown. With a respectful bow, she presented it to Rachel.

Rachel inspected the crown and remarked, "It looks like it needs some polishing, doesn't it?"

Nadia's voice carried urgency as she demanded, "Polish it quickly!" She extended the crown towards me, prompting me to stand up, took the crown and diligently polish it until it gleamed. My heart raced with fear as I returned the polished crown to her.

Rachel expressed her gratitude with a smile, saying, "Thank you, Mom." She accepted the crown from her mother and hurriedly left the room. Nadia's gaze remained fixed on the exit through which her daughter had disappeared.

"She is a special child and I hope her belief will make a difference," Nadia murmured softly, her unblinking eyes fixed on the closed door, her hope evident in her words.