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]

From his mother's chambers. Unar then went to the King's chambers and made a final look too, but even then, there was nothing that would get him what he needed. He was simply a faulty prince in a kingdom that was slowly dying.

Sure, he was hoping his father would have shown up to help him redeem the Kingdom but Edison wasn't there with them so the young prince had made up his mind to try to strike a final bargain with the prince of Doom. Maybe this time they'd be on better terms, right?

"I hope I never become a king like you," Unar said when he walked out of his father's chambers.

Of course, there was a chance that he wouldn't even have a kingdom to rule when this was over but then a man could hope for better days, even if each day was darker than the last.

A Son's Worst Example