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 portal to the Greroth was filled with complete and utter silence which was strange for a team that was so used to talking and talking endlessly. Maybe they were worried about not hitting their quota, but when they reached greroth, they got the shock of their lives.

For starters, the high priestess was with her army of warlocks, like she was expecting the vigilantes to show up. They may have been armed to the teeth but they were a little too relaxed for people who were about to fight.

They looked like they were having a hard time keeping their statures like they had to make this shit believable and Usman refused to believe that. This was too good and a little too easy for it to be real.

They had heard the rumors about this palace and what they were seeing wasn't right.

Too Easy & Too Good To Be True