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]

'You're my lifeline, Al,' Unar said with a familiar smile, before shutting off their link.

He needed to focus on his mate being whipped and in love with him, and at the same time, literally being whipped for him. It was not what Unar had expected, but then with Alanor, expectations were a little damp, given there was no telling what he was thinking at any time.

The mind links shutting was all that was needed for Alanor's excited lycan to show, instantly healing all his wounds and leaving the floggers sighing for doing nothing but had it really been nothing when they had seen the young Wynter wince a few times?

The young Wynter had let them believe he was feeling hurt, but he had just been too distracted by his conversation with his favorite lycan to even pay attention to the people hurting him.

Well... That's A Surprise