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]

"If you have my mate, you have less than ten minutes to show up, and with him, or I will start burning Udrad to the ground," Alanor bellowed as he shifted into his beast form.

The announcement was clear as the night moon that was shining outside. Everyone had heard him and everyone who wasn't sure where the prince was, was running back home.

Alanor would always be dangerous to the lycans anytime his mate was involved and the fact that he hadn't even gotten a whiff of Unar's scent, was driving him nuts.

He had promised himself that he wouldn't turn into his beast but right here as the warriors of Udrad looked at him from a distance, they didn't know what to do. He was the danger they had seen in action more than once and right now, they could only hope that things would be alright.

The King's First Command