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]

At the Wynter compound, the morning had been pretty calm.

Everyone was still in bed, contemplating whether to wake up. Sure, they knew that today was the day after their peace treaty and while it was comforting to go back to war instead of lazing around, their hearts were slowly bleeding for the kid they had accompanied.

"I'll save us, Uanr. Just you wait, my beautiful mate," Alanor whispered in his sleep as his face contorted into a huge protective smile. It was like he was determined to save the prince, but how could he when he was the one hurting his mate in the first place?

The Wynter nine had noticed that Alanor was rambling a lot about Unar in his sleep almost every day.

Dreams of A Lovely Hunt