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]

"Forgive me again, mate," Alanor said to Unar who looked at him skeptically.


For a moment, Unar was thrown off by Alanor's second request. 


However, he looked around the room, studying the people in here, before Unar came to the conclusion that would not only break his heart. 


It was but one that would make everyone in here question whether the young Wynter had a heart of steel, and if he ever felt anything. 


Unar was thinking on overdrive, worrying about Alanor's next words, and yet for the same reason, he was scared. 


He was scared that the first time he had someone who he would call his proudly, he would lose him, and all of this wasn't hard to associate with Edison, because from the very beginning, the king had been out to ruin the warlock. 


'What if?' Unar thought to himself before pausing midway. 


You Really Are Nuts