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]

Coming from Greroth, Heide was determined to make it to Udrad. He was a powerful warlock who could handle himself, and expectedly he got to meet a few rogues here and there on his way. 


He wanted to stop and teach them a lesson, but he had a more important mission. The mission to find his son and bring him home. Udrad was a little too far even though the high priest was on horseback. 


"You can just portal there," Criselda had said to him the previous night but he had been adamant about going on foot.


"I know, but I need to assess the threats along the way too. At least when  I come back with Alanor, he can know what to say. If I portal to the gates of Udrad, I won't be able to understand the challenges that the midlands is going through at the moment," Heide had responded. 


Go! Save The Warlock!