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]

The evening was lively, with everyone in Greroth happy about the day. They literally had nothing to worry about anyway. At the moment, they could only think of one person, Alanor, but then again, he hadn't exactly been sane since the trip to the werewolf kingdom, Acrod.


"Alanor," Criselda said to Alanor, who was trying to avoid talking to them.


No, he wasn't angry at the witches, if anything he adored them more than anyone would have thought possible. There were just some situations he didn't want them involved in, and his fight with Edison was one of them.


He couldn't afford to lose Criselda because that would ruin him. It would break him into pieces that no one would be able to pick up, not when he had already rejected his better half. And he would then truly become a beast, an animal without a conscience.


Time To Say Goodbye [2]