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 guess I gotta be thankful that you gave me the chance, yeah? Good day, my beautiful mate," Unar said as he walked away from the Wynter compound.

Everyone who had been listening to them felt their hearts break at Unar's last sentence, but Alanor wasn't bothered by it.

Instead, he went into the house, brought out the chess board his father had been playing years ago, and invited Ulrike and Hakim to a match. It was almost like nothing was happening out there, and like he hadn't been warning his mother about Unar.

"I don't wanna be the pessimist, but Cris, something is wrong with him. How can he be so quick to forget and yet care at the same time?" Nymeriah said to her sister who just looked at her sadly. The truth was right in front of them and frankly, it wasn't feeling so good to watch.

I'm Sorry... But... WHAT????