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'll be okay, Zaire, you worry too much," Alanor said and his brother just looked at him like he was insane.

However, a part of him was worried too. He just didn't know whether showing it to his skeptical twin would make the situation any better. Maybe they would see what the outcome was and then decide on whether this was acceptable to them or not, right?

"Alright, let's get on with it," Ulrike said, the worry in his voice so clear.

He was aware of what his beast could do and it wasn't going to be a pretty sight if they were on opposite sides. He knew that there was danger looming around and he knew that it wasn't going to be something that he could move past easily.

But maybe their beasts coming out would be the final show that they were ready to go back into the battlefield, one last time.

The Necessary 'Evil'