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.

----
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]

"Oh, for fucks sake, Eddy," Ilya said as she looked around the king's chamber. It still was s rusty as she had seen it weeks ago and everything in there reminded her of a time when she and Edison were what the world would easily consider a normal couple.

There were beautiful memories of her and Edison in this room and even then, she couldn't help but think that the world was full of chaotic surprises.

There was nothing comforting about her and Edison but she couldn't help but appreciate the fact that this was heartwarming for a moment, save for the fact that Edison himself wasn't around here.

It was filled with her husband's scent but that wasn't even the issue. She knew he had gone into hiding and while that would probably buy them a few hours, it was just a  matter of time before Alanor reached them and made his way here.

Why, Hello, Udrad