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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_ · 现代言情
分數不夠
114 Chs

Jordan's Community Needs Him and Mine Needs Me

"Oh, my God!" I exclaimed, placing a trembling hand over my chest, my palms clammy with fear. The chirping of the birds in the forest ceased abruptly, and a profound silence enveloped everything, as if even the forest animals were attentively observing the unfolding scene before me.

In front of my grandmother's cabin, the women of the island knelt in a heartbreaking display of desperation. Their attire, composed only of animal skin skirts, revealed their vulnerability. Their bare upper bodies bore the cruel imprints of the wicked god's wrath - nail marks and bites etched into their skin as painful reminders of the horrors they had endured for years.