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]

"Funny how you say that, and pull me out right when he tells me that you created the beast. Tell me father dearest, what the fuck?" Unar said to his father, making Edison look at him like he was in another world. 


He hadn't expected such crude behavior from his son, but maybe the young prince had had enough of his father's shit. It didn't help that Edison looked like he had been run over by the beast more times than one. 


The king had been sleeping in his bed, though he couldn't get himself to rest, thanks to his nightmares about the beast of the midlands.


 Unar didn't even want to ask any more questions right now, but this one was necessary. He wanted to know for himself and wanted to prove that his father was innocent. But then nothing about Edison screamed innocent. 


Unar knew that, and the damn council knew that too. 


Why Can't You Answer?