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]

[Still six weeks ago]

"If that's the only way for the both of us, then so be it. He's my lifeline, and without him, I am nothing," Unar said, as he stared at his still mate, and Unar could have sworn he saw a stray tear fall from Alanor's eyes.

"Al? Can you hear me?" Unar asked as he looked at his mate who was laying there. He wanted to say more to Alanor, but he could also see that he couldn't mark his mate here. Sure, he was desperate, but Unar and to see the reaction his mate would have, when they were alone.

He didn't want to play the long game with Alanor because this could go sideways faster than he would have ever imagined. He didn't want to think of it that way, but boy was he desperate for a sign.

The Dark Prince's Love