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]

"Navali—" Ulrike began but his mate wasn't about to listen to him.

He knew this was a hard time for all of them especially since the woman was trying not to show her emotions, but damn, Ulrike wished she could just face the reality of the things that happened.

It was heartbreaking to see a white Criselda, whose body was covered in green spots, thanks to her blood, and the storm outside the shelter that Alanor had built out of nowhere, but damn.

"No, Ulrike. He can't shut out Criselda too. I won't let that happen. If he wants to go on a killing rampage, I will take him there myself, but he can't forget the one person his heart yearns for.

"He can't just do that," Zelina said as he looked helplessly at Alanor who was still determined to breathe the breath of life into Criselda.

I Don't Wanna Lose Control [2]