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]

Everyone was busy participating in the mourning of Criselda of Greroth. The warlocks were making sure their high priestess got the ceremony of a lifetime, even though they hoped they wouldn't have to lose more in the hands of Edison.

Time was also moving so fast, especially now that everyone was back home. It was almost like being here was the only thing they wanted. Besides, this was about family to them.

This was about the people they had to become, this was about the things they needed to do and right now, all they wanted was a proper send-off for Criselda.

Heide was still with his wife in his room, still grappling with the sudden reality of his wife not being with him anymore while Alanor was still seated with the kids.

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