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]

"Damn, that sounds really twisted," Edison said and Borden just sighed at his best friend.


"Pot versus kettle situation, brother," Borden said, and once again, Edison rolled his eyes at his friend. it was almost like the old times, when they would spend hours bickering over nothing and still feel like they had solved the problems of Udrad.


"Whatever, get on with it," Edison said. It was nice hearing him interact that well with his best friend. Anyone would have already been dead but just referring to the big bad Edison as a pot or worse a kettle, because of how much power he relishes, but maybe Edison really did appreciate his circle.


"Okay, grouchy pants, listen up. After the first instance of attack, the beast made it his mission to make sure everyone was aware of his agenda.


"Most of the people had called his actions a bluff, even us here in Udrad, but when people started disappearing and reappearing with writings on their foreheads, the message was clear.


Borden's Findings [2]