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'm so sorry, Al. I'm so sorry I let this happen to us," Unar said, as he let his tears freefall this time. He was scared of losing Alanor and he didn't care about what Alanor had said earlier. Unar wanted his mate alive and with no scars like earlier.

Defeatedly, Unar joined a knocked-out Alanor in the bed, carefully positioning himself in his mate's arms. It was the only thing he could think of at the moment. Alanor may have been out, but Unar was not going to leave his side.

A few hours later, when Alanor woke up, Unar was fast asleep and in his arms.

The young Wynter couldn't help but be happy about the fight before him.

However, he could see the creases on Unar's face and that was something he never wanted. So as his mate slept, Alanor used their mate bond to see what had happened since he had been unconscious.

[Six Weeks Ago]

Without Him... I Am Nothing