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]

Alanor Wynter had been experiencing the harshest side of love since the day that his parents were snatched from him. He had tried to open his heart to people, but each time, he figured it would never work.


It w always an assumption for him, but then that was also because he was scared of losing the people he loved. He was scared that someday they would all leave him or they would be taken away from him. That was why he needed to be stronger, and always trained harder.


He had tried so many things, and yet at the end of the day, he would always run.


He had been so good at running that he hadn't even realized that running was breaking him. It was tearing him from the inside out and if he didn't stop running, he would get hurt even worse. But Alanor was already aware of that when he left Acrod.


He was aware of that even when he first met the hound and today, was just a reminder that if he didn't keep running, he would get hurt in ways more than one.


The Blue House [2]