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]

"Come with me, Al. I have a surprise for you," Unar said to Alanor who was already fucking him with his eyes. They both had a strong desire for each other and were holding back, but at this rate, they would both be looking at each other with marks on their necks and their mating complete.

"Ah yeah, the surprise. I almost forgot," Alanor said as he followed his mate away from the palace. The moon was lighting up their way, and Unar was holding Alanor's hands in his, like he was sure the young Wynter would pull a disappearing act.

Then again, Alanor had made a promise not to go anywhere and he wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon. He was going to be her for when Unar became the king, and maybe then, he would decide whether he would be beside his mate, or he would be a servant.

You Brought My Village... For Me