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 next month, Unar and Alanor got to know each other in so many different spheres. They had been two mates bound by love and two mates who had explored every aspect of their bond and they had found their match with each other.

Most of their friends had expected it to be hard, but the two had proven themselves worthy of their bond more than once and maybe that was also why Ulrike had figured that he didn't have to stay in Udrad, looking after Alanor in the pretense of the damn festival anymore.

He had been worried about Alanor when they had parted ways, and given he was the one who had first met Alanor in the central forest, Ulrike was worried sick about the boy he had saved. He still wanted to know whether things would be alright with Alanor.

We'll Get Through It All, Together