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 warriors looked at their prince, the man who was always quick to defend them and they could feel the world sinking with every sigh that Unar took.

They knew losing his mother was a hard hit on the prince but seeing him this devastated and lost? That was another level, and they wished they could make it all better for him.

Then again, how were they even supposed to do that when they themselves were still trying to wade through the pain of losing their comrades and brothers?

Udrad had become a little too painful to be in and to even mention, and even then, they couldn't help but think that this was just the tip of the iceberg. They needed to brace themselves for more loss and chaos, but right now, the lost prince was their priority.

"Well then, let's go and see what FATHER has to say about mother, yeah?" Unar said to the warriors who could feel his pain.

I Will Always... Always, Choose Us