she_osprey

[COMPLETED || WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book]
"I'll see you in the next life, mother," the young boy said, his eyes swollen from crying for several days.

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Exiled from Udrad after the public stoning of his parents, Alanor Wynter swore on his parents' graves, to bring the lycan kingdom to its knees. So he became the rogue they despised and the devil they all feared. 

He was a monster, but they had created him, and he was bad. Alanor was the kind of evil that no dictionary even had a description for yet. 

He had vowed against Udrad's peace until he got his revenge, and no one would stop him, not even the mate the fates had forced on him. 

After all, he didn't believe in the fated mates.

Alanor believed in REVENGE.

Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner [BL]

"What do you seek this morning, you mischievous kid?" Ileus asked, his voice showing that he had even given up scolding the bratty Prince. For a kid that despised Libraries, Unar being here had to mean something. 


Maybe it had to do with his reign, considering his father would be retiring soon, but what if there was more?


 What if the child hadn't come here because of the reign?


"I need to talk to you, in private," Unar said, and Illeus looked at him, once again wondering what was going on through his head. Maybe Unar wanted to know more about Udrad, but why did Illeus feel like this was way too personal? However, Ileus called out his assistant librarian.


"Hey Joe, I'm going out for a bit, take care of this place, yeah?"


"Yes sire, noted," Joe said, as he bowed at the prince, watching Unar with all the admiration he could muster. 


Unar looked at the assistant librarian. 


He Created The Beast