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]

For the rest of the day, Alanor and Unar walked around Udrad, almost like they were getting familiar with the palace. Unar was aware that Alanor was doing this for him and because his mate didn't want the lycans rebelling against him.

He wanted to be happy about that, he wanted to enjoy the company, but a part of Unar was also aware that everything Alanor touched, would always explode, be it from too much love or too much hate.

There were a lot of things that the two of them had not yet resolved and while Unar was tempted to play through like everything was fine with his mate, he wasn't sure how long he could pretend and hold back.

Each time he looked at his mate, he could see Ilya's body that was slowly giving up, he could see the death of his lycans on the very grounds that had walked today, he could see the pain that Alanor had cued the lycans.

A Step Into The New Normal