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]

Udrad was a mess and with the ten warriors already choking on their own blood, it was a horrific morning. Hell, even the Wynter nine missed the quiet days in this kingdom. They had been peaceful and without a doubt, had made them fall in love with this place.

However, just like their mission spelled out for them every morning, and the whispers of the young Wynter in his sleep, the team knew that this wasn't home for any of them. Alanor may have been born and bred here, but this place had stopped being home a long time ago.

The only reason they were here was that they needed to clean house, and make sure that when all of this ended, there was still hope for Alanor and Unar to live happy lives. It was an ironic hope considering all that happened, but a team could wish, right?

The Return of A lone Lycan