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]

"Maybe I did something wrong. Maybe that's why it was so easy for him to reject me. Maybe…I—"Grant said to himself. 


Nothing had been the same since the day he met and lost Alanor, and if he had known the man would break his heart, he could have stayed away. Then again, how was he supposed to stay away from what was meant for him? 


How was he supposed to hold back, when the moment Gideon of Greroth walked in with Criselda, he already knew that the man was his mate? Of course, Grant had seen Alanor flirt with Delbert, but he knew that there was nothing between them. 


Delbert already had a mate, and they were expecting a child. It was just impossible that he would have two mates. 


Grant had been watching the witch protege go crazy at the sight of Edison, the feared lycan king, as if they had been acquaintances. No one had said anything, except watch in shock, and that was when Grant had realized that his mate was not a regular wolf.


Maybe I Was Wrong? [Special POV]