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 father and son seemed to be having some sort of internal battle. Maybe they were both worried that they would never be able to understand each other.


However, in a world that was filled with chaos, in a world that had nothing to offer, Edison had offered himself up, for the protection of his son. 


He was willing to walk on fire to see his son okay. 


He would do whatever it took to ensure that Unar led a good life. However, he was never going to tell him that. The same applied to Unar. 


In the same world as his father and everyone who wanted to murder the one man he loved more than his life, Unar would always be there for the king. Granted, he had an ego the size of the southern forest, but he would always show up for his father. 


Here and now, however, wasn't just the time. His father wasn't dying. He was being a royal ass, and that wasn't helping their case. 


What was it with reminding Unar that he was still his father?


Trust me, Father