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]

Everything seemed to be going so well for the young Wynetr as he ruthlessly sparred with his aunt,  even though he was clearly out to ruin the damn warlock. She had betrayed him and he wasn't going to forget that.

Maybe Alanor wanted to remind Nymeriah that life outside the Udrad dungeons was a little too different and that there were rules to be followed, right?

So when he heard Eisson's voice, at first, the young Wynetr didn't pay attention to it, because it was pointless to even give Edison that much attention. the man was a bastard in all the seven ways to hell anyway.

"You really are stupid, Alanor Wynter," Edison said but the young Wynter didn't pay attention to him. To the young Wynter, Edison Stitt was a useless piece of shit who didn't even know where his other hand was.

The Daring Armless King