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]

"Someone said the king is back. Is Edison really back home?" Ileus asked, when Unar walked into the librarian's chambers in the Udrad palace.

The young prince had given Ileus and Leroy, not to mention Fahima new homes in the palace and so far, they had been doing great. Nothing was out of the ordinary, save for the instant shift in the atmosphere when the portal was opened.

"Yeah, we heard that he and Nymeriah came back, which doesn't even make sense, because they hate each other's guts," Leroy added as he and Fahima settled in Ileus's room, ready to listen to what Unar had to say.

The young prince was conflicted in so many ways and wished that there was something he could have done, but frankly, right now he just needed to be with his friends.

Thinking about Edison would give him a headache he didn't even know he had been experiencing for the past month.

The Lycan King of Ruins