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]

"Should we run, or stay and watch?" Zelina asked Ulrike sheepishly, as they watched the people at the party make a run back to their homes.


The beast of the midlands was the one creature no one wanted to meet face to face. He was a horror, a reminder that they had to learn to be good people to face his wrath.


His showing up on the night of the full moon, could only mean that he wanted someone to pay the price, or at least that was what was going on in the minds of everyone in the midlands when the growl was heard.


"Go! Both of you, leave, this instant!" Unar said to his friends who just looked at him wondering what he was on about.


"Come on guys, the fucking beast of the midlands is around," Unar added when they just stayed there with him.


"Alanor may be a beast, child, but the son of Wynter only wants one thing, and that is your father. Trust me, everyone who was there that day knows that the only person who hurt him worse than everyone was your father.


The Full Moon Effect