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]

It was the same inward battle he'd been fighting over the past few weeks. Nothing changed for the better. He was still feeling like shit, and he hated it. The fact that he worried about his rejected mate, made him feel like the biggest asshole in the midlands.


He had a choice, but he just had to be selfish with his choices. Maybe he needed to smack Edison in the face with a magical drum, just to give the bastard a hint of the pain Alanor was currently feeling.


There were times when Alanor hated himself for giving Edison so much power in his life, but then it was also a reminder that he alone, would be able to bring down the big mad monstrous king of Udrad.


Alanor would never forgive Edison of Udrad, if anything, his pain reminded him of why he would never let Edison have a quick death. He would make it slow, and torturous that the midlands would shake with fear of the man who brought down the worst of them all.


The Blue House [1]