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 I was saying, I will let you know what my relationship with your king is," Alanor said and this time, he turned to face Unar, who was the center of his world, or was he?

"Unar Stitt—" Alanor began and this time, the young king's whimper was a little too loud. Alanor Wynter had never used all his names when addressing him. This right here was a nightmare, one that Unar didn't want to see.

He wished he could run away, but where to? Everyone was watching him curiously. He was about to be a spectacle just like the day of the coronation.

"I'm sorry, please don't do this," Unar voiced out weakly, and Alanor just smirked knowingly at his mate. Of course, Unar was sure this was revenge for what he had done to Alanor and he couldn't be blamed because Alanor Wynter was the face of vengeance for many.

Let Me Love Him, Please