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]

'Could Alanor be this psycho's son?' Unar asked himself as he looked at the woman before him. Zuhair Merdel was busy writing down her words, like she wanted Unar to never forget them and boy would he never forget.

There was just no way he would, especially now that his brain had started working overtime again. Everything he had remembered pointed to Alanor and the warrior from Acrod being brothers.

It was all before him and he hadn't paid attention to it, but what if it was all not as simple as he had been made to think? What if all of that was just a long illusion for him? What if it was simply a game that Zuhair Merdel was playing with him?

If anything, he had already noticed that this woman was never to be trusted at any point. She was a murderer and nothing would ever be enough to justify whatever she did. She was unhinged in ways more than one, and Unar knew that right now.

His Greatest Gift of Love