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]

"Wh… What is he talking about, mother? What does he... he doesn't mean that, does he?" Alanor breathed out, roughly, his breath hitching in his voice, and his eyes shifting between Edison's lifeless form and Criselda who was seated behind the barrier, watching him worriedly.

Alanor always knew Edison was a manipulative liar and that was also why when he looked at his mother he expected Criselda to be sneering at the man for trying and failing to manipulate her son with his words.

However, this time, she wasn't doing anything that could get her anger towards Edison known, no.

Instead, Criselda was looking at her beautiful son worriedly, her eyes and head almost bowed in shame, like she hadn't expected this to happen. She was running away from something, and that wasn't right with Alanor.

He's Lying, Right?