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]

"What happened, Unar? Did the witches come to Udrad? Does your father want me gone? Is he still thinking I'm the beast? Say something, please," Alanor said softly, and even though he was getting angrier by the second, he wanted to know what it was.


"It's nothing. Take your medicine," Unar said, handing Alanor the tonic. However, Alanor whipped it with his hand, throwing the container in the opposite direction and making it hit the wall. 


Instantly, Unar got up, and glared at his mate, like a mother who wanted to whip her child. He wasn't about to listen to Alanor's tantrums when he was the reason the prince was in this state.


"If you're not going to talk to me about what's on with you, why the fuck should I trust you?" Alanor bit out angrily. He knew he wasn't being fair, but he wanted to earn Unar's trust. He wanted to make the prince feel like he wasn't alone. So why was it that hard?


Just Between Us, Screw Formalities