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, Unar Stitt, king of Lycans of Udrad, reject Alanor Gideon Wynter, as my fated mate and love."

"The king is mateless, and will be choosing a mate soon."

"—anyone who brings me the heads of these people: the werewolves Nour and Delbert, the hound of the southern forest, Ulrike, the vampire of Asteta, Zelina Navali, and the high priest of Greroth, Heide!"

"Arrest the war criminal, Alanor Gideon Wynter and bind him to the king's dungeons."

In all that Unar had said, Alanor Wynter had stayed silent. He hadn't reacted to anything. He didn't smile. He didn't raise a brow. He didn't smirk, like he usually did when he saw people making stupid decisions that could get them killed.

He didn't say anything even as his mate rejected him and his lycan clawed at him to do something. He was hurting inside and his cyan was suffocating but even then, the young WYnetr just sat there, next to his mate.

The Loud Silence of The Beast [1]