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]

"Are you here for the weak warlock?" one rogue asked and Alanor let out a slow prolonged growl.

He didn't want to scare the people of the midlands any more than he already had earlier, but if these rogues continued like this, then he would be scaring the whole of the midlands into submission, and he didn't want that.

"Where is the high priest?" Alanor asked when he figured there were too many of these rogues and they would obviously be flocking to his face for help.

"Only if you promise to get us out of here," the leader of the rogues said and Alanor just nodded. They took that as confirmation because a few moments later, a bunch of rogues were dragging an unconscious Heide through the forest and to Alanor.

"Oh, goddess, no," Alanor breathed out as he watched the rogues drag the Greroth high priest towards him.

The Lawless Enforcer