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 will burn down Udrad, I don't care what happened to me. Your king rejected and declared war on me. I have nothing left to lose, given I am ready to lose even him. This is just the beginning, Udrad.

'Soon you will all feel the wrath of the house Wynter to the fullest,' an awfully familiar voice said to all the clans of Udrad, including the king. Everyone knew who the voice belonged to, and everyone knew where the person was.

And over three hundred warriors were guarding him.

"What the hell?" The lycans wondered as they listened to the voice and boy were they in shock when they heard Alanor's voice. Some had suspected him, while others were sure that Alanor Wynter wouldn't stoop that low.

He was known for his bloody messes, and his way of sending messages was clear as day. Alanor never hid behind cowardly measures, he always faced everything head-on, which could explain the skepticism.

Who Are You, Alanor Wynter?