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]

Everyone in the room was still processing what the hell had just happened. They had shifted from worrying about the lycans out there in Udrad, to wondering whether Alanor was Unar's mate. 


Leroy and Ileus looked like proud parents, Ilya looked scared of her brother rejecting her son. She didn't want Unar to be heartbroken and seriously hoped that Alanor didn't hurt her son. Everything else could be fixed, but a broken heart, nothing could fix that. 


Edison, on the other hand, was waiting for Alanor, carefully worried that the beast of the midlands would finally get a taste of him, and that too in his chambers.


 Outside the castle, the lycans of the dead had long disappeared. They had heard Alanor growl and they didn't wait to see whether it was safe or it was just a growl. 


Hello To You Too, Alanor Wynter