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]

"Is there food in this house? I swear I'm so hungry I think my intestines are about to freeze," Urike said, still not even fazed by the stares.

They could stare at him all day, but he was determined to get something in his stomach. He had been walking the whole morning to Greroth, because Zelina had stated they don't take any horses, and it was a fucking long journey.

"Kiddo, is there food here before my headless husband eats us for not giving him any?" Zelina asked and Alanor just pointed towards the kitchen.

He knew there was some food and maybe that would be enough to get Ulrike quiet. Zelina walked towards the kitchen and served some food on the plate, before coming back and giving it to her husband.

"Another inappropriate word out of your mouth, and I'm dumping your ass. Now eat and in silence," Zelinas said and Criselda and Lanro let out sighs of relief, like this was their salvation.

The Bitter-Sweet Reunion