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]

"Well then, I guess we can't play hide and seek with you. How about we have a story time? Or you can ask us any questions that you've always wanted answers to?" Alanor said and Ulrike went silent.

He could smell how bad an idea this was from a distance, because the young prince obviously had questions, most of which Alanor and Ulrike didn't need to answer at this time, but maybe it was time, right?

"Sure, I have a few," Unar said and the duo wiped the water off themselves and sat on the nearest couch to the young prince. They looked messy as fuck, but somehow even then, Unar was thinking of everything about Alanor.

Maybe it was because he was a newly marked lycan who had a limited skinship with his mate, but it was driving him insane. Maybe having Ulrike in the room was good for both of them, because wasn't sure if he could hold back from throwing himself at Alanor, had they been alone.

The Mystery of The Edel Brothers