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]

[ALANOR]

"Dammit," Alanor sighed for the hundredth time since he began sleeping and got none of it. He had been trying to get some sleep but the longer he tried, the longer he was unable to. So he figured there was no point in holding on, when he had a prisoner he could chat with excitedly.

"Hey wake up," Alanor said, gently banging Edison's bunker.

It was almost dawn and Alanor hadn't gotten an ounce of sleep the whole night. He had been watching the damn bunker and the more he watched it, the more he felt like he was losing his sanity.

The man in the bunker had taken everything from him and yet he had the audacity to get some good rest? Granted, Alanor had twisted Edison's neck in Udrad, and forced him in that state, but wasn't he the lycan king?

Wasn't he supposed to be strong enough?

The Unexpected 'Hero'