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]

"Relax, Unar. I won't hurt her, I promise. I'll take care of her like your customs demand, and even if I take her home, she will be welcomed. Mother loves everyone, so she'll be safe there," Alanor said and it took everything in Unar for him not to snap at Alanor.


The warlock was testing his patience. Unar had taken care of him and he just had to go for the best friend? Did they know not to screw with a brother's best friend, since they were like siblings?


Well technically, Alanor knew that, but he couldn't give two shits about Unar and his emotional breakdown right now. If he felt so hurt, then he could fight Alanor, and that would raise questions, because Alanor was always going to be stronger, faster, and worse than even the devil himself.


"Oh well. Anyway, I understand that it's your choice. Just let me know if Gideon does anything to harm you, given he's been here for only two weeks.


A Place To Take Things Off His Shoulder