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]

"Then we don't need to chip in, kiddo. Do it. You both are strong and powerful. You can fight for each other and protect each other. I know you didn't want him hurt, but think of him too. He wouldn't want to see you hurt.

"He probably gets anxiety whenever you're away, no?" Zelina said and Alanor listened carefully. He knew that Zelina was right and that all of this was bound to happen one way or the other.

Maybe he was a little too protective of the young prince to the point that he was forgetting that Unar Stitt was just a killing machine like Alanor.

Unar Stitt was equally powerful, he was strong and just because he was willing to submit to his mate and be Alanor's erasthai never meant he was weak. The man could kill in his sleep if he wanted to, and wouldn't feel remorse for it.

In Which He Lays A Claim