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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
Not enough ratings
114 Chs

A Grave Offense

As the reading coaching progressed, I discovered that I could now pronounce long words by carefully blending the syllables together.

"Now, try reading this," Jordan said, handing me a piece of paper. I eagerly took the paper and began to read aloud.

"When is your birthday?" I pronounced it confidently. Jordan clapped and lightly kissed my forehead.

"Let's continue," I said excited.

"No," Jordan chuckled.

"The Queen will be retiring early today. You should return to her chamber," Jordan informed me.

I stood up and quickly finished the remaining gourmet lemonade in my glass.

"Thank you, and my birthday is on the fourth of February," I replied, making my way towards the exit.

"Lia," Jordan called out, but I didn't turn back. I knew why he was calling—I was headed towards the wrong door. My intention was to go to my room and read my mom's letter.