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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. 
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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]

The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Love

Jordan stood before me, clutching the chain tightly in his hand. His eyes fixated on me, filled with anger and contemplating the appropriate punishment to inflict upon me. After a few tense seconds, he forcefully hurled the chain, causing it to land at my feet with a loud thud.

"Chain yourself!" he spat out, his tone ice-cold and laced with a hint of childishness, yet undeniably dangerous. I glanced down at the chain, then back up at him, shaking my head in defiance.

"I... can't," I stammered, barely managing to utter the words.

"What?!" he exclaimed, his frustration mounting.

Before I could finish my sentence, Jordan swiftly struck me with a heavy slap to the face, demonstrating the fighting skills he had undoubtedly been taught.

Our First Fight