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]

The morning that followed, Unar was in his chambers, reading through the progress reports of the warriors. They seemed up to date with the affairs, made while they didn't know that they were going to be fighting the beats of the midlands, Unar like their productivity.

Armando was doing great really with the warriors and it was something that gave Unar hope, to know that they could still stand a chance. They were the largest kingdom in the midlands and even then, Unar didn't want a war.

He didn't want people to be slain because of his father since it wouldn't be fair to anyone.

'Maybe I'll get through to him,' Unar said to himself as he looked in the distance, like he was trying to come to terms with the truth that was haunting him.

He was still going through the reports when he heard a knock on his door, which was something he hadn't expected.

The Rainforest Greetings