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]

As they walked out of the dungeon, Zuhair's long list of questions was increasing.

She was thinking about Alanor more than she had planned on and right now, as she walked ahead of him, Zuhair couldn't help but question the relationship the king and his rejected mate had.

It was nothing she had seen before.

Usually, rejected mates would either pine on each other or beg to be taken back. Smee would be angry and swear revenge, while others would do spiteful things that would force their mates to banish them.

However, Alanor was calm, a little too calm and collected for a man who had been rejected, and that too by a royal lycan. The cheers outside of the palace and the warriors who were saluting Alanor on the hallways made her even more confused.

How could a person who seemed to be that dangerous and a person with a violent history be so loved by the people he had been violent against?

Is This Who We Are?