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]

Seeing the young Wynter so broken and lost made the warlocks and the trio feel like they had successfully managed to be useless.

Nothing they had done had given him any comfort and no matter what they were doing right now, no matter how things were for them and the kid, they knew it would take a while before Alanor rebooted. Maybe all they had to do was just wait, right?

"It… it hurts, when I remember," Alanor said defeatedly after a long silence.

He had been hiding too much in, and even though he had brought down the first, he could still feel his anger resurfacing. Alanor knew he would take them all pay, he would ruin them all, even if that was the last thing he did himself.

The Shifted Target