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]

"One day you'll grow up and be a good lycan boy and possibly a warrior."

"You can be anything you want, my sweet child."

Those were the voices of the lycans of Udrad as they went about their daily lives, not having to worry about what was coming for them. At least they had something that the young prince could never have. A functional family.

As Unar walked away from the palace, he couldn't help but feel jealous of the families that were whole. He wondered if ever his would ever be whole, even though he had a father and a mother. They loved him in their own way, but it seemed like they were poor communicators.

They were damaged in ways that they couldn't even spell out loud for fear of everyone ridiculing them.

Of Broken Friendships [1]