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 wasn't the one with a crush on my best friend's mate, was I?" Unar asked flippantly. He had been growing colder every day and it seemed like the world could as well crash with him in it. He just didn't care anymore and that was a red flag.

Fahima hadn't talked to Unar since the night that Alanor disappeared and she had kept her distance. It was hard communicating with Unar, considering how angry he was with his father and not to mention they had a kingdom to run.

There was visible distance between the friends and anyone with eyes could see that.

Of course, Unar knew that, but he wasn't bothered by it. If anything, this wasn't his choice. A lot of situations had pushed him to this point, but the one that had broken him the most, was losing his mate.

Of Broken Friendships [2]