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]

"So it was Zhurielle who caused you this much pain, my little mate," Alanor whispered as he looked at a fatigued Unar. His mate looked terrible, like he had lost all hope of life. He had clearly had the longest six weeks and for that someone had to pay.

"I won't let anyone hurt you again," Alanor said as he gently kissed Unar's forehead. He loved that he was in bed with Unar and at the same time, he felt thankful that Unar hadn't marked him.

That was especially since there were things that Alanor was going to do, lines he was going to cross, and those were lines that could make Unar look bad. Alanor wanted to take the blame of everything he did, and he didn't want to see his mate suffering anymore.

If You're Listening, Mom...