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]

"I never wanted a mate, so it's nothing new. Besides, the only reason I accepted Unar is because he's the stupid king's son and nothing will help in my quest more than Unar.

"It's a win for me, and I don't care if it's a loss for Unar anyway," Alanor said dismissively, though this time, his tone wasn't as cold as earlier, instead, there was a warmth to it, one that got Heide thinking the young Wynter was slowly giving in to the mate bond.

"Is that really the only reason you chose Unar?" Heide asked and Alanor looked at the high priest, like he was expecting something else. Quickly, Alanor defended his choice.

"I don't care about Unar, he means nothing to me anyway," Alanor responded and Heide let out a scoff. He could see through Alanor's lies, but that didn't matter to Alanor, because a part of him was hoping that this time, Heide didn't ask too much about that.

In Which The Dark Prince Chooses To Run