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 do you want it?" Unar asked as he looked at Alanor softly.

Alanor was communicating with Ileus in their former mind link and Ileus was the one who had told him that the lycans were getting riled up because the prince was angry and that Alanor needed to find a way to change his mood.

Of course, he had never thought that he would be asking that of Alanor given the son of Wynter was the ruthless prince of doom, but damn, there were just shockers here from the morning.

But maybe he had made the decision that would save more lives because if lycans got riled up, they would lash out at each other and then it would get nasty.

"How about a festival?... When I was a kid, mama used to take me to the great Udrad festival. It was undoubtedly the most beautiful festival of all the festivals I saw and I would wish that we had it too.

Everything You Wish For... I Will Grant