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]

Mornings in Udrad after the mating ceremony were weird in some aspects. 


For starters, the lycans wouldn't show their faces until midmorning, for 'fear' that they looked shagged and didn't want to ruin the innocence of the young lycans. Others pretended like the mating ceremony didn't even take place, even though it did and they were affected by it all. 


The palace grounds were supposed to be empty save for the royal warriors, though most had to be mated already, to avoid the awkward states that the lycans loved getting into.


The lycan queen was in her chambers, trying to figure out a way to deal with Alanor being back in Udrad. It was one thing to protect him from a distance, but now that the young Wynter was here, all eyes would definitely be on him and everything he did and Ilya knew that. 


By The Lycan Prince's Order