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]

"And I'm so hungry, fuck," Ulrike said as he dragged a dead body and sat on it next to his wife. A few minutes later they were done with the lycans. They were all dead and the winter team looked like they had been swimming in body parts.

Of course, since Alanor knew Zelina would without a doubt be the most vulnerable of them all, he had cast a spell on her that made her powerful enough to not be killed by any lycan. He used his magic to amplify the magic of everyone else there too.

They were unbeatable, but that didn't mean they were not tired from the fight.

"The sun is burning my head dammit," Usman said and one by one the Wynter team came to where Zelina was and they sat as they watched the damage they had done.

Meeting The Lords of Death [2]