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 won't ask you for much Al, but let me love you the only way I know of, please," Unar said as he looked into his mate's eyes, the conflicting eyes staring back at him, not even making him feel like he ended up taking a step back.

He had made his decision and he would stand by it. He wasn't going to leave and if Alanor needed reassurance every damn time, then Unar was more than ready to give it to him.

"But you plotted—" Alanor said softly, the disbelief in his voice making Unar let out a smile, as he ran a thumb on Alanor's lower lip, gently rubbing as he looked into his mate's eyes which were dimming.

"—to love you till you never felt alone, I planned to give you the world, if that's what you wanted. I plotted to make sure no one ever made you feel unsafe again, to make sure you never had to doubt every smile that was sent your way.

Please, Let Me Love You