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]

"What the hell did you do??" Unar bellowed and Alanor just rolled his eyes at the prince who was staring at Nymeriah whose body was slumping down the wall.

"This is not the time for drama. She killed my mother, and I killed her. Also don't tell me you want to believe her stupid words about being your mother, not that I could care though. She made me kill Ilya too, so this is not even enough.

"Maybe I should breathe the breath of life into her and make her stab herself like my sister did," Alanor said as he walked towards Nymeriah, leaving behind a perplexed Unar who was wondering when the hell his mate had gotten to be this cruel.

It was then that Unar realized that Alanor was back to normal. He was numb because of the pain and hadn't turned his humanity off. That was supposed to be relaxing, but why did a humane Alanor scare the hell out of the young prince?

The Unexpected of Responses