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]

*The song "Escapism" has been ringing in my head lol, so I made it a title Hihi

"What the fuck happened here? Why the hell is the king's chamber this dirty? And didn't I mention that food in the damn chamber wasn't allowed? What the fuck happened here?" Zhurielle said to the warrior who was standing guard at the door.

The poor man was petrified of her and couldn't even look her in the face. He didn't want to be transferred to a different section, so he just sighed before carefully responding to his commander.

"Leader, you brought the food to the king, and you said that he needed to eat well since he hasn't eaten in six weeks. You also mentioned that we were to make sure nobody got in, unless we heard Alanor punching walls, and we were to inform you of it—"

"I did WHAT?" Zhurielle angrily boomed at the warrior who had gone back to bowing his head.

A Little Context If You Care To Listen [1]