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]

"Let's hit the southern forest. I hear they have a ceremony tonight, we could win big while they are still distracted, boss," Usman said to Alanor who was seated on the couch, bored to death as he watched his people training.

He had created a team with four humans, and made them into creations he could control.

People who are impervious to magic, but people who never had anything to lose. They were humans he had picked off the streets of the human town and humans who were willing to do whatever it took to get out of their poverty and suffering.

Alanor picked the worst of the worst humans and brought them together

The first vigilante he had was Usman.

Usman was a barbaric drunk who raped kids on the humans streets he had the temper of a hundred Edison's and thought everyone needed to die and leave him alone. He hated his family because they had ditched him when he needed them the most.

The Cloaked Vigilantes