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]

"Y'know I've been meaning to ask, how did you know that he was headed to Criselda all those years ago? 


"I mean the kid is a lycan so it just didn't make sense to bring him here, especially when the witches and the hounds never had a relationship by that time," Zelina asked softly, her voice making Ulrike pause for a moment.


Ulrike looked at Zelina wondering whether he was supposed to share what had happened with her, or if it would be too much of a risk. He had no reason to distrust the woman, but still, this would feel like a betrayal. 


Taking a deep sigh, Ulrike figured this would all come out someday. If it wouldn't make any difference he would let it out today anyway, besides, they were all on the side of the young Wynter.


"Honestly, I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I remembered him saying he needed to head to Greroth, the home of witches," Ulrike began before continuing.


Careful Kisses by The Landmines