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]

"How's Gideon doing?" Unar greeted as he walked in, the sight before him convincing the young prince even more, that this man was innocent of all Edison's claims. It was impossible for him to have stolen. 


Fahima looked at the prince, the worry on his face, making her want to ask him what was wrong but the fact that the prince had begun by greeting Gideon, was proof that he had already heard the rumors. 


Maybe her questions about his well-being could take a back seat for the moment, because who knew what Unar would do in his anger? 


Fahima had thought and thought from the moment the first of the rumors had hit Udrad and even she couldn't believe it. Sure, there was a dark cloud hovering gleefully around Gideon, but that could be attributed to his brutality that everyone was painstakingly aware of. 


The Face of Blind Trust