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]

"No, you can't leave. The beast is still out there and who knows what might happen to you if he smells my father on you," Unar said and Alanor raised his eyebrows curiously at the prince, as he looked at the king who just sat there like a lost lycan warrior.


"Your father? But why would he?" Alanor asked carefully.


"It's a long and dangerous story that you don't need to worry about right now. Anyway, come with me to Udrad, I promise you safety. No one will harm you tonight. I hope that doesn't sound so bad for you," Unar said to Alanor who was still looking at Edison.


The king of Udrad was rattled by what was happening here, not that he was going to show it to his son. He was haunted by the sight of Gideon of Greroth nonchalantly looking at him, as if tempting him to do something, anything, and see what would happen.


In Which He Belongs To The Beast