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]

With the first address from their prince, the Udrad lycans were relieved to know that he was doing okay. Sure, he had just reminded them that he was Edison's son, but that didn't bother them a bit, because they knew that they needed Edison's son this time.

It didn't matter that Unar would probably be a monster, but what mattered was the hold and power that Udrad they once had, which would remain the same. The midlands needed to be wary of the lycans, and the only way that would happen was if their rice made things better.

Well, Unar was going to protect his people from any and everyone who wanted to cause them harm. He was going to make sure that no more lives were lost.

Granted, his people were the epitome of barbarism, but all it took to tame all the Udrad lycans was a team of unhinged lycans and warriors from different factions.

One Last Souvenir