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, I would bang me too," Alanor said, and Criselda got her to stick out to smack the kid's ass, however, Zelina held her back, a pretty smirk sitting on her face.


They knew Alanor, and they knew he would do just about anything for him not to go to the mating ceremony, but then this time, it wasn't like he had an opinion of backing out anyway.


"That is what this little twerp wants, Cris. Relax and watch him take over the ball tonight. I'll let you look into my head," Zelina said excitedly, and Ulrike laughed at her.


Zelina Navali never showed her excitement anywhere. Anyone who didn't know her would even think that she had a resting bitch face, something that she had mastered over the years. It made her unapproachable.


However, to the people who cared about her, it only made her look like she was letting them in. Right this moment, seeing her happy and excited on Alanor's behalf was wholesome and Ulrike had to appreciate the moment.


See You Later