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]

"He's crazy. He's going nuts. This kid is determined to kill me before my days are over. This little shit. What the fuck does he think he is doing?" Zelina asked as she saw Alanor transform into his human form and let himself be the target of the lycans.

It was obvious the lycans were resistant, but the young Wyntr seemed to be convinced that he was doing charity for the world. Oh but Zelina would show him what charity looked like.

That little shit was putting himself in danger again, and the fact that he thought this was an accomplishment made it even more unsettling. It was hard to tell whether Alanor Wynter was bluffing or he had cotton stuffed in his senses.

"Careful, Navali. I don't want you getting hurt because of the lycans," Ulrike softly said to his mate who looked ready to jump into the line of fire.

The Prince of Doom's Disappearance Act