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]

The lycan prince looked at his father, his eyes showing a new kind of emotion, with the clearer one being disbelief. Frankly, if anyone else heard what his father had just said they would think the same because how else were they to explain what happened? 


He wanted to hear his father say that that was a lie, but the king had never lied to his son, so he wasn't about to begin now, especially when he was already twenty-four years old.


"That's impossible. All the lycans are accounted for. I never heard of a rogue lycan," the lycan prince said.


"I screwed up—" Edison began and his son just shook his head disbelievingly. Of all the people, his father had never been on the list of people who could potentially screw up a whole kingdom and force them in the direction of hell.


I'm Being Realistic, Father