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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

But What if I'm Right?

[UDRAD]

"Y'all really trying so fucking hard, but let's see how this will end, no?" Alanor said after a long silence. 

"It's impossible for you to even get out of there, so how the fuck would you have gotten to Edison's room and blown it up?" Zafik said before he paused when he heard footsteps approaching. He had learned those footsteps and he knew that they belonged to someone else. 

Maybe Zhurielle had come to shut him, or maybe Zuhair would finally show her face to her old friend, too, right? But was Zafik ever an old friend or was he another bastard that Zuhair Merdel had to take out for things to work well? 

It was impossible to tell really where the two stood, because right now, as Zuhair walked down the stairs in the form of Zhurielle, Zafik instantly sat up, whispering to the young Wynter about their next chat, when the woman was gone.