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 didn't think you'd come. Thank you, really," the werewolf prince said to Alanor who was just staring at him with a bored face, like he had better things to do than come to the damned place. He had been done with any and all businesses with king Cassius.

If anything, after the mission he had sent his vigilantes to, in Greroth, he would be done with the whole of the midlands and even the human world.

He would solely focus on Udrad and bring the goddamn kingdom to its knees, without even considering that he was mated to the crown prince. That was something that Alanor considered an unfortunate birthright, and he wasn't going to focus on that.

"I don't appreciate being called like this, just so you know. The only thing stopping me from breaking your neck and feeding it to the hounds, is your father, the king, alright?" Alanor said to the prince who was looking at him amusedly.

All I Want?... Your Horse