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Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner [BL]

[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. ---- 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.

she_osprey · LGBT+
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532 Chs

Oh How His Heart Hurt

[ALANOR]

"I would like for you to meet someone," Grant said to Alanor who had been standing away from the crowd for a while now. It was almost like the young Wynter knew he wasn't going to be getting a mate from this place.

He had watched Ulrike and Zelina confirm their bond and frankly, to him, that had to be the most beautiful thing in the night. Those two deserved each other and even more happiness because they had always been more than selfless when it came to Alanor.

He didn't wish for anything other than a long and prosperous life for his favorite people and friends.

'Oh Goddess,' Alanor said to himself, unsure whether he was happy or sad that his mate had gotten someone who would take care of him better than Alanor ever tried to. Maybe this was for the best, who was he kidding, of course, this was for the best.