"No one will want you after I'm done with you. Doesn't matter, even if you reject me. I'll always have a new mate, but no one will want the scraps left by a royal enforcer."

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When he's rejected by his first mate, only to be given an omega as a second-chance mate, Acrod's Royal Enforcer, Grant Hindley, is everything but thrilled at the decision. Especially since he refuses to get over his ex, one of the most powerful Lycans alive, so he takes out his anger and frustrations on the omega he is mated to. 

A part of Grant expects a rebellion, but what he gets is love from his ever-abused omega. But is it love, though, when the omega is not even an omega, but a vengeful psycho werewolf prince who loves playing mind games and despises the enforcer for his cruelty toward his people?
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Hiding in plain sight as Nour, an omega, and against his father, the king's, wishes, free-spirited Prince Cassius only wants to have fun before ascending the throne. He doesn't want a mate, much to his father's dismay, but the king lets him be.

However, a mating ceremony forces him out of his comfort zone, and into the most challenging of adventures, one that he leans into, because he wants the full experience of a mate bond. He forces himself to endure, but there is only so much that he can endure before he snaps.

And when he does snap, everything is turned upside down.

Heaven becomes hell in so many ways.

Justice is a thing of the past as vengeance shows up in the form of the goddess's worst creation - a devil Lycan mate for the prince. A man who doesn't mind getting his hands dirty just to see a smile on the prince's face.

And his first target? 

Royal. Enforcer. Grant.

And he is determined to avenge his prince; come hell or high water.

Maybe two wrongs make a right after all, no?

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// Sequel to "Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner." But it can be read as a standalone.

* When Fire meets Fate

Tomorrow would just be another day of them loving each other. 


That was what Nour was going to go with. 


Because at least this would give his father faith in the life they were living. Faith in the shit that they had to deal with daily wasn't the easiest of decisions, but Nour was just glad that Zaire was the one for him.


Perhaps that would make it easier to get through the wedding that was against all of his plans. 


"I suppose it is only right to say congratulations, Alanor," Zelina said carefully, like she didn't want to upset the balance there with them. Like she knew how delicate everything was. And honestly, neither of them knew what to say to this. 


There was the joy of Unar's conception, but also the sorrow of the werewolf king's loneliness. 


Chapter 121 - Caught The Air From My Open Mouth