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'm sorry. I… That explains why father was so against me coming to you to get answers. Because he knew you and I were related. What the hell? I'm sorry I cost my mother her life," Unar said as he struggled to get up even though he was fatigued and tired.

He wanted to make sure things weren't right, which is also why he fumbled as he found his way out of his mother's chambers and told the warriors at the door to ring the Udrad bells in exactly an hour.

"What are you planning on doing son?" Ileus asked when he saw Unar walk back in. They were working with a limited timeline, and they needed to make sure things would be alright.

Maybe this time, one thing would be right for them. But they were at war, and war never left any soldiers alive or untouched, especially where Alanor was involved. He had a terrible reputation on the streets that scared away most of the people.

What The Hell Just Happened?