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]

"Fuck," Heide sighed defeatedly. this was going to be hard.

Ulrike rushed to take his Zelina, who was hopelessly fighting Alanor, trying to bring him back to the world of the living but instead the young Wynter simply slumped on his knees to the ground as he looked around him.

His beautiful long hair was wet and dirty but that didn't even matter right now.

Alanor was angry; so angry to the point that he didn't even know what to do with all that anger.

The sight before Alanor reminded him of a time when he had been helpless in Udrad. When he had to watch his parents be killed. He had been helpless at that time. And he promised himself he would never be weak again.

Today he was a powerful lycan one with too much power and magic and yet even then, he had watched his mother die.

I Don't Wanna Lose Control [3]