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]

"Alanor accepted his rejection, fuck," Zuhair said as she punched the nearest wall, conveniently leaving a dent in it.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

"How did you know Alanor accepted his rejection?"

"You shouldn't," Zuhair said honestly as she looked at Zhurielle and the warriors.

The mad queen wanted to explain to Zhurielle how she had found her way here, but frankly, Zuhair herself didn't understand why she was here in the first place. She had been busy burning the bodies and mourning her fallen friends, when suddenly her feet began moving in the direction of the palace.

She had also noticed that even though she had walked in plain sight in Udrad, no one seemed to see her and as a result, they were not alarmed by her presence. The moment she walked into the king's chamber was the first time that the lycans of Udrad saw her.

And she couldn't even explain that.

A Haunting Realization... Or Hallucination?