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]

"Everything really is the same," Unar said once he wa done checking the house. The details were still there and honestly he felt like he was home again. This house had seen him at his worst and he couldn't even begin to express the joy he felt when he saw the house again.

He had long wished that he could explain to Alanor that he would figure out a way to restore the Wynter house, but then Unar didn't know much about the Wynter house in the first place.

He didn't know what should have been where and that in itself had made it hard for him to explain to Alanor that he would try and make things right.

Nothing about that time had been right but now that Unar was at the house he was glad that he had managed to be part of the one thing Alanor loved more than he could ever fathom.

"Do you think Zion will love it?" Zuhair asked and Unar smiled gladly at her as if to tell her that this was more than perfect.

A Ghost In Love?