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]

"Lycans of Udrad, assemble!!" Alanor shouted as they walked out of the palace. He was still cuffed to Edison, though the lycan king was slowly feeling his body weakening. He was feeling like his head was about to explode, not to mention the silver in his system was making him weak.

Edison looked at Alanor, the kid who was vibrant, despite having a silver cuff to him. He felt like Alanor was cheating him, so Edison did the one thing he shouldn't have, but also one he felt like he needed to do, because he wanted to be sure.

He wanted to ensure that Alanor wasn't using magic to numb the pain that came from the silver poisoning. He wanted to make sure that the kid wasn't making him suffer alone.

So when Alanor made a step to move forward, Edison tripped the young Winter, forcing the both of them to fall to the ground, an act that made Alanor a little too angry.

You Have A Death Wish, Dont You?