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]

"What brings you here?" Criselda asked coldly as she looked at the lycan prince. He looked so terrible, almost like he was fighting against everything possible.

Unar was wounded, and he had refused to let his lycan heal him. It was almost like he wanted to feel the pain, because the physical pain was a distraction from the emotional pain he was currently going through, not to mention he was distressed about making a monster out of his mate.

He was blaming himself and Criselda could see that. Her heart broke for him, but she had a son she needed to protect already. However, that didn't make it easy for Criselda to stand the sight of Unar.

The vigilantes had also come, while Zelina and Ulrike were with the young Wynter, almost like they were waiting to hold him back from doing something the kid would regret, which lately was a lot and he needed to tone down on them.

The Confused... Mate-Hate Bond?