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 always hate it when betrayal has a familiar name, a name I never expected. And sadly, Zhurielle, you are the first name on my list. So give me a reason not to kill you here and now. And fucking explain why the fuck you tried to kill my mate.

"You have three seconds, after which I will kill you, and not even the warriors will know where you are. So start talking," Alanor said, shocking Unar who was confused.

He didn't know how his mate had found out that he was suspicious of Zhurielle, but then again, his mate was Alanor, the man of many faces and names.

There was nothing that could go past him, because the young Wynter was the face that karma wore on his busy days, and on every other day when love was hurting.

"I— I don't understand what you're talking about, Alanor. Why would I betray the king, or even you? It doesn't benefit me in any way to betray the crown that I have been loyal to my whole life.

At Least He's Alive