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'm with Ulrike on this one, young Wynter. We went ballistic looking for you. Criselda? That woman hasn't eaten in weeks, because she hopes to see you again. She has been making trips to Udrad, someone would think that she had a crush on fucking Edison there.

"You weren't right. Running away isn't the solution," Zelina struggled to speak up, making Alanor turn so fast to her.

He hated that she had almost died, and the fact that he was the reason Ulrike had to watch the love of his life almost die. It wasn't the most ideal thing and honestly, the young Wynter was already regretting it, but what else could he do?

"What else could I do? Did you guys forget that you are the leaders of three of the most powerful factions in the midlands? Think of what that would do for your people. Going against Edison isn't a walk in the park.

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