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]

"Nour…" Grant began, unsure of how he was supposed to deal with this. He had ruined his mate. He had made him a shell of who he was supposed to be and now, the truth was staring him in the eye, the reality he knew that no matter what, he would have to fix.

Maybe he had been a little too obsessed with Alanor, but what if there was never the young Wynetr in the picture? What if the world was okay and Grant just had one mate? But then Grant also couldn't blame Alanor for who he had turned out to be.

This had been his choice, and no matter what he did, he knew he had to pay for it.

"Yes, your highness," Nour said as he looked at his ex-mate, a man he had made sure his father gave the throne to. He was the right man for the job, at least until Nour was ready to take over.

A Date With The Prince