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]

With the vigilantes gone, the chaotic trio and Nymeriah looked at each other, wondering what they were to do next. They all had a bunch of ideas they needed to explore, but it was all jumbled up, thanks to their fear of the young Wynter's reaction to their truth.

Alanor was still sleeping, oblivious to the world outside his. It was even a miracle he was having his usual nightmares, because by now, he would have probably gone into shock or tried to make sense of what was happening to him.

It was sad how there were many developments in regards to the young Wynter, and how he was just one explosion away from ending everyone he loved. But maybe today, they would find out more answers before he worked up, right?

"Edison knows something we don't. I'm all for finding my long-lost son but right now, we need to figure out if he knows something that could doom us all, don't you think?" Nymeriah began and Zelina let out a sigh.

Kindness is A Virtue, Right?