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]

[T/W: mentions of rvpe and Assault. If you're not comfortable with the above topics, please do not read this chapter]

In the werewolf kingdom, were an enforcer and his mate two men who were meant to live for each other, but also two men who were up against each other they had been battling themselves for a while ad hile it broke hearts, no one knew what to do.

"Why is it so hard for you to listen to me? It's been four months since the damn mating ball and you're still as cold. What the hell do you want from me?" Nour asked angrily as she looked at his mate. This was the first time he had really gotten fed up with Grant.

He knew there were consequences to this, but then nothing would be worse than enduring what he didn't need to.

Grant had grown distant even more ever since Alanor disappeared. If anything, he had gotten crueler towards his mate who didn't even know what he had done wrong.

The Devil He Loved [1]