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]

Watching his mate slam the door on him, made Alanor furious to some extent, and it also made him feel like he was truly meant to be alone.


He had been working so hard to come to Udrad, and while so many years had passed already, but even then everyone he cared about would always find a way of leaving him.


He had told himself he wouldn't care about Unar, but why did the fucking slammed door make Alanor feel like he was going to lose this battle in the endless war against Edison?


"He's gone home," Ileus said a few minutes later when he couldn't see Fahima and Unar anymore. He looked worried for Alanor and wanted to know what the kid wanted.


At least if he knew then they would be able to help him and make sure he went home, but if they didn't know, they wouldn't be able to protect him, though it did seem like they would be protecting him from himself more than anything else.


I Just Wanted To See Home