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]

"I'm sorry, son," Edison said to Unar. He didn't know what else to tell him. Was he supposed to tell his son the truth? Clearly, Borden had figured that it wasn't yet time to let the kid know about the horrors in the palace, so what was the point of starting up a fight about it?


"I'm sorry too. Sorry, I pushed too hard, I won't ask again," Unar promised his father. Of course, he wouldn't ask his father about the beast of the midlands anymore. This was the first life he had watched be taken away, so he would stay clear of it, at least within the palace.


"Just… Just go. I wanna be with my best friend. Leave us," Edison quietly pleaded with his son.


Unar didn't want to fight anymore, so he listened to his father and walked out of the room. When the lycan prince reached the hallways, he suddenly realized how empty it all was and how vulnerable his father was right now.


Be My Mother, Even For Today