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]

"He should be glad his mate is the acting king at the moment."

"He's too lazy, he probably doesn't even know what the role entails."

"I hope he doesn't force the enforcer to give him a lot of attention."

"I heard he's a cheater, that's why the enforcer keeps beating the shit out of him."

"I wouldn't be surprised. He looks too frail to even satisfy the enforcer."

'Oh great, this is the bunch of people I'm supposed to rule? Wow, my life is just perfect, father,' Nour said as he walked in the Acrod market. He knew these people had some version of him in their heads, and he could tell they worshiped everything Grant did.

Sometimes he was tempted to burst their bubble, and tell them the enforcer was a piece of shit, but he couldn't do that anyway.

A Dominant Sub For A Mate