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]

"Where the hell is everyone?" A voice barked through the kingdom, only to be met with complete silence. No one dared to speak, because they were worried about the kind of person they would be interacting with today.


Unar had been at the training grounds when he noticed the fear in his warriors. No lycan warrior would be that scared and worried unless there was a threat to their families.


There were only two reasons anyone could be that worried while in Udrad. One of them was, sadly, Unar Stitt, the lycan prince, and the other was his father, the king. And since Unar had never done anything to make them worry about their heads around him, there was only one person left.


"You're dismissed," Unar had told his warriors as he walked back home, passing Leroy at the Udrad gates. They had been in the forest when they realized how crazy everything had become, and right now, Unar had the misfortune of watching his warriors run to their homes.


The Unfortunates