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]

*Thank you for 20 golden tickets. As promised, I updated 5 chapters and this is the first. Enjoy and thanks!

"What?" Ileus asked as he looked at Criselda and Nymeriah, the two of the most powerful siblings in the history of the midlands. They looked frustrated, more than every helpless lycan in Udrad and that had to mean something.

Unar, who had been watching the two women, looked at them and wondered what the fuck was going on. His mother had died, yet there were more secrets here; what the hell was this about the breath of life? And that too with Nymeriah of all the people?

Oh, but it seemed like the world was spinning on a different blade, because this was just unbelievable.

Unar wasn't even in a position to process the fact that he had just heard that Nymeriah was Alanor's mother. Well, that did explain a few things but goodness, why did they even show up here in the first palace?

Don't Bother Anyway