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]

[THE MIDLANDS]

"I just can't lose more people, Nymeriah," Manor said defeatedly as he sat down, next to Nymeriah.

He knew he was probably letting the woman in on too much, but he needed to let out some steam. He needed to face the reality that was glaring at him and the fact that none of this was going to be easy.

Of course, he was slowly learning it but damn, were they the harshest of lessons.

"It's alright to be scared sometimes, Alanor. I know because I was once scared of the horrors of the world that Edison had created. He took everything I loved and as if that wasn't more he hit me in ways no woman would ever want to talk about.

"He took everything I valued and still managed to take my heart in the process. Just hold on a little bit longer kid, you'll be fine. Reinforcements are coming, and no, they won't be as crazy as me," Nymeriah said, adding the last bit with a little laugh.

Probably More Than Just A Bond [2]