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 did Grant want, Cris,'' Heide asked his wife when she walked back in he had heard the commotion and had used magic to see Alanor's rejected mate at tier gates and with Zelina's horse. 


Zelina Navali never gave that horse to anyone, which could only mean that whatever message Grant was to deliver had to be so important to them.


"Alanor. They haven't been able to reach him and they want us to go seek him out. Something happened to our son, Heide. What if Edison killed him? What if everything got so complicated as he was being held captive? What if he shifted and is imprisoning Edison?


"What if he rejected his second mate? So many maybes Heide, but what if our son is dead? Six weeks is too long to not have heard anything from him. It just doesn't make any sense and it's worrying me, Heide. 


"I need our son back," Criselda said frustratedly as she sat next to her husband.


Don’t Miss Me Too Much