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]

As he looked at Cass, Alanor knew that this time, he had something to look forward to. His best friend had shown up for him at a time when they didn't have any hope left, and Cass hadn't just come with an army, no.

The werewolf king had come with a full-house envoy of physicians, cooks, caregivers, and even warriors who were capable of setting up temporary shelters for the period that they would be setting up shop here.

The young king had gone all out for his best friend and for the first time in so long, Alanor Wynter let out a smile. He didn't know whether his smile had faded over the years, but Cassius Burda was the cause of his happiness this time.

Hold On To These Will You?