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]

"I will always, always protect you, Al," Unar whispered as he watched his mate smiling at him like he just hadn't agreed to the most insane of sentences. But maybe that was what kept Alanor going, right?

At least this time Alanor wouldn't be alone.

Alanor led the way back into the quiet kingdom as his mate, the royal enforcer, and the vigilantes followed suit. He had promised to broker peace when he had gotten his vengeance and right now, he had just gotten that.

It was a good thing that his mate hadn't come in between his vengeance and his fight for justice, because everything would have turned out differently.

Here and now, as the moonlight shone on the team walking back into Udrad, Alanor made the most unusual appreciation, one that no one had ever thought they would ever form Alanor.

Happiness Suits You, Love