"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 his 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 really bad. Alanor was the kind of evil that no dictionary even had a description for yet. He had vowed to never have 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, run, my child, run! Get out of here, don't watch this, my love. Go on now!"
That was the voice of a helpless Lycan woman hooked up the wooden bars, and ready to be judged for sins that she may or may not have committed. She looked tired, and the sweat running down her face, didn't make it any easier on her.
However, she had only one goal in mind; to get her ten-year-old son away wherever they were. It wasn't hard to guess what had happened or what was happening to her. She was about to be judged.
Her clothes were torn from the possible fight she had put up when they were trying to force her on the crossed woods. However, they hadn't left her unclothed, as that would be a sin in her community and the perpetrators would be fed to the dogs.
Respect and love were twisted things in this kingdom, the home of the Lycans. The heaven they had all invested everything in. Their home was one of a kind and it wasn't hard to know why the outsiders wanted to be part of it. However the questions was, would they really love this home?
But then again, home was home.
Udrad.
Funny how they considered women to be angels and lovely beings when they were already hurting this one. maybe they had their reasons, but putting her in this state? There was no reason that would ever justify this.
It was cruel.
It was inhumane.
And it was disgusting.
The woman's hair had been cut indecently because she had been giving her captors a hard time. That was their way of teaching the rebellious woman a lesson, in the hope that they would silence her.
But how would anyone silence a tiger that already knew what was coming next?
She looked like she had put up a huge fight to defend herself, but she had unfortunately lost, and judging by the ugly mark on the left side of her face, she had been knocked unconscious.
However, she didn't look horrified by her new reality. If anything, she was only worried for her son, her young Alanor. Her arms were spread on the bars, the blood having clotted and the nails covered in red.
Her feet were pinned apart on the X-bars, each leg on either side of the bar. Her hands were also in the same position. It looked uncomfortable, but then that is what she had to go by. Being spread apart like that, hurt so bad.
The red drips from her whole body did prove how much beating she had gotten.
This woman was a fighter. she clearly had refused to go down, and they had tried everything possible on her.
"Go, son! Run form here," the woman shouted again in the mind link she shared with her child. That was her only way of communicating with him. She knew he had questions, but then right now, all she wanted was to see her son safe.
She would hold on for him, and as long as he was there in the crowd, watching as they did the unthinkable to her, the woman still hoped that he would leave. He was just a child and didn't deserve to live with any of these.
The woman was breaking apart and trying to keep it together. She needed to and was desperate for a way to make her son see that it was okay. She wanted to cry out and plead with them. She wanted to remind them that she was not guilty, but she knew they wouldn't listen to her.
She wanted to tell them to spare her son the pain, but that was a long shot. Way too long and there wouldn't be a target today.
However, even with all the pain she had endured and was still enduring, she hadn't shed a tear. But seeing her young son here, that broke her heart. She wished there was something she could do to make him go away.
Something that could convince the child that this wasn't the right place for him to be. She wished she could talk to him and give him a place to hide, but she knew she couldn't. They were all watching her.
They were studying her carefully, analyzing every movement she made, as if she was going to magically unbind herself from the nails and the cruelty she was experiencing. they were right to be skeptical of her because if she got out of this hold they had on her, she would rain hell on them.
The many eyes on her as also one of the reasons why she was communicating with her son, using their mind link. She knew she couldn't say a word, thanks to them ripping off her tongue and her mouth getting filled with grey powder.
The woman angry, and her eyes tore through the souls of the soldiers that were watching her. She looked like she was daring them to free her, just so they would know what it mean to mess with a woman like her.
If they wanted a fight, then she would give it to them, easy.
"Oh, Alanor. Don't watch us son," The man on the woman's side said to Alanor. He was also using the mind link to talk to them. It wasn't hard to know that they were a family, one that was about to be ripped apart.
A family that didn't have a future and also one that the society was already fighting against. Looking at them, it seemed as if the two people up there had committed crimes against humanity but had they?
Just like his wife, he was bound in the same manner, only that his wounds were a tad bit severe. He was hurt and had broken bones, but even then, he was still high up, bound for sins they suspected them of.
The two parents weren't sure their son could hear them, especially with how frozen he was. He was blankly staring at them, watching as if this was something he could have controlled. The crowd he was caught up in was cruel, everyone was voting for their ending, for a child to be orphaned. It was sick.
The young boy wanted to ask about so many things, but he knew that this was one of the worst days for him to have any questions.
He wished they could talk, maybe his parents would help him understand why all of this was happening and to their family. However, he didn't want to spend the last few minutes with his parents, talking about things that couldn't help him.
Their captors had already made their decision, and one thing was certain.
This would be the last time Alanor saw his parents.
He knew it, and they knew it too. After all, today wasn't just any day. today was one of the worst days of the week. the days when Justice would be sought. The days when everyone who was put up the stupid X-bars, never made it back home.
Today, was Saturday.
And Saturdays in Udrad were the worst days anyone would ever be looking forward to.
Nobody in Udrad loved Saturdays, but no one had the guts to even say it out loud. After all they didn't want to risk their lives.
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book] "Kiss or Kill?" "Karma." ***** Broken by a pack that was supposed to be home, Tamiko swore to never attend any mating ceremonies. He knew they would eventually reject him, so he didn't want to risk the heartbreak even more. However, a lonely best friend in need of a mate and a bunch of convincing later, Tamiko found himself at the entrance of the mating ceremony. As if that wasn't enough, the midnight moon gave him what he didn't want the most. A mate. But not just any mate. Gabe; the alpha's dark son, a man who made it his mission to make Tamiko's life harder, and also the man Tamiko hated more than life itself. As their eyes glowed in the night, Tamiko didn't see a mate, he saw a very rare opportunity; a chance to run, or be the one that Gabe ran from. He chose the latter. Like a gift from the moon, he realized the one thing that could burn down the Grealor pack. He bore the mark of lycan royalty, more precisely, King Zaffuto's mark. The outcast, Tamiko, was the lost lycan prince.
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life. *** Simply put, King Agust was the devil in plain clothes. A raging lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake, was bearing the same blood as that of his father. Broken and damaged by his father, a werewolf alpha, Agust hated wolves with all he had and didn't have. To him, they were pathetic beings that needed to be snuffed out, and like a mad king, he made their lives so difficult the only option the wolves had left, was to hide. So when he met Park, one of the strongest werewolf alphas, who didn't take shit from no one, hated him, and who was determined to protect the werewolf race, Agust knew he found his match. What he didn't expect, was for the alpha who hated him so much, to be his mate, and reject him on the same day they met. As if that wasn't bad enough, when his lycans attacked Park's pack, Agust sentenced them to mass murder, an action that triggered a revolution. But strangely, the only thing Agust cared for, was the one man who made him weak in the knees. Alpha Park. Would Agust win both wars?
"I won't apologize for killing your mate. I would do it over and over, and still not feel any remorse. I guess you just have to deal with it now, yeah," Rania said spitefully to Jihoon. ------- The yearly alpha camp is closing in so fast and Kim Rania, of the Incayon pack, knows she has to make a choice. To disappear and leave the camp before anyone even realizes it, or she could turn the camp into a bloodbath, and then her parents would finally have a reason to banish her from home. She chooses the first option. Everything goes so well until she runs into her nemesis, Park Jihoon, of the Calindra pack, the man she hates more than she hates her suitors. Each night before bed, it's safe to say Rania prays for new tricks to put an end to the arrogant Jihoon who's made it his mission to remind Rania how unwanted she is. Rania has had her wolf for seven years and has never gotten a mate who wants her. Everyone she is mated to, rejects her at first sight, without even trying to know her. Some even tell her that she's a weapon for the packs, and not a person to be loved. Just like Rania, Jihoon is mateless. However, his state, is because Rania had murdered his mate, Yanna, in cold blood, but Rania had her reasons, which, to this day, she refuses to tell anyone. Of course, Jihoon had 'considered' it an accident and the packs resolved to be at peace. However, Jihoon had sworn to push Rania to the edge of the cliff. He would make her pay for murdering his mate. If meeting at the alpha camp wasn't a terrible situation, everything gets worse when the werewolf king recognizes Rania and Jihoon as the top alphas in the kingdom, and sends them on a mission, to make peace with the vampires and bring the captured werewolf prince back home. What could go wrong when the prince takes a liking to Rania, and Jihoon has to keep Rania safe?
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."