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]

'How pathetic,' Alanor thought as he looked at Edison.

Alanor could see through the pretense, and while his hands were bloodied because of the warriors he had just killed, Alanor didn't mind killing a few more for Edison to see. But then again, Alanor could sense Criselda's disapproval, probably the only thing that scared him out of his wits.

Funny how even with his humanity, the Wynter kid listened to his mother.

He had so much pent-up anger against the lycan king, and now that he had the chance, Alanor was determined to make the wait worth it. He didn't care what happened after this. What really mattered to him was to ensure the man paid for every crime he had committed against him and the pain he had caused him.

Oh, it was going to be slow, and agonizing, so much so that as he looked at Edison right now, Alanor could already imagine the lycan king begging him for mercy.

Brave Asks, For Silent Tears