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]

"We need to talk Zhurielle," Alanor said and Zhurielle let out a sigh as she rubbed her eyes to see the young Wynter will.

"I know. But before we do that, I'm sorry. I should have been strong and fought back. I just didn't know that she would do this. I'm not even sure what happened, but then again none of this will even make sense to you probably," Zhurielle said as she looked at Alanor.

She had been trying to think of a way to get through this, but she knew that it was pointless to lie to Alanor. Something was coming to Udrad, and given what Zuhair had told her, Zhurielle knew that she had to do her job as the enforcer.

"Why, what happened?" Alanor asked calmly.

His voice wasn't cold and it didn't sound like a threat. It was like he and Zhurielle were long-time friends, who had just met and were catching up. It was tempting really but Zhurielle knew that she had to be truthful.

A Little Context If You Care To Listen [2]