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]

When Alanor heard the whispers about his mate showing up, he shoved Edison aside, as he turned to look at the beautiful man that he had been blessed with for a mate.

Unar looked like he had just woken up after having sex and hadn't even bothered to straighten up. His hair was all over the place, and his shoulder was bare for everyone to see that this time, he was truly wanted by someone.

He didn't care if the whole of Udrad would try fighting him for just being the son of the cruel king.

All Unar Stitt cared about was the beast that had sworn to love him till eternity faced in the distance. A man that had sworn to protect him, a man who was never going to leave him just because they were polar opposites.

Oh, but Unar was a product of the mark he was bearing.

Anyone with eyes was able to see that the prince was bearing the mark of royalty, a mark that only a royal lycra could leave on another lycan.

A Prince's Hardest Counsel