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]

"Hello, father. You called for me," Unar said to the king once he reached Edison's study. He was busy with some work, and from what Unar could tell, his father was too immersed in them even to hear him. So he called out to him again and only then did Edison notice his son's presence.


"Ah… Yeah, I got some reports for you to look into. You can go through them and let me know what you think, before tomorrow ends," Edison said as he handed his son the reports. They were a long list of scrolls and papers that seemed older than Unar's hair, but he couldn't complain.


"Alright. I'll get going now,'' Unar said and Edison just nodded, this son even more curious about the scrolls and papers he was holding. His father had never been that straightforward with him so there was only one of two options. 


A Mother's Fragile Heart