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]

"Please... look at me," Unar pleaded again, this time, gently tugging his mate's shoulder, even though Unar was honestly scared for a moment there that Alanor would turn and hit him. He was worried that Alanor wouldn't want to see him again, given how angry the young Wynter was.

Unar was worried about a lot of things, probably that he shouldn't have even gotten worried about.

But then the crown prince getting hurt because of Alanor was impossible because Alanor would worship the roads Unar walked on before he even thought of causing his mate any harm. He loved this man to death, and loved every aspect of Unar.

It was like Unar was his lifeline, even if he was crazy like he was right now.

Trust Me, My Love