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]

"Fine, I'll listen. If you're wrong, I'll reinforce your bars with the worst compound of silver,'' Alanor said and Zafik just gave him a stiff thumbs up, even though he knew that this whole thing could go sideways, given heartbeats were impossible to control.

He just had to wait it out, and maybe, just maybe, Alanor would not murder the innocent warriors, right?

'What?' Alanor asked himself as he listened to the warriors' heartbeats.

There was fear on their faces and yet as he listened to their heartbeats, he could feel that they were slower than usual. That was something that Alanor had never known about and right now, he was learning that the warriors whose lives he was about to rip to shreds, trusted him.

It was something that came to him as a shock and this time, it was his turn to falter, as he took a few steps back, before portaling back into his dungeon.

A Hit in The Heart?