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]

Strolling through the palace gates with a broken Edison, Alanor looked at the huge mass of lycans. He had expected a few of them to show up, given what he had done, but seeing all of them here was something he had to always remember.

He had never expected this number of lycans, which made the trial a little more real than he had thought it was.

Previously, it had all just been a game for him. A game in which Edison lost and he won. A game in which his life would change for the better bee when there was no hope for it.

Seeing all the faces that were waiting for him, got Alanor to remember the simple fact that he and Edison had caused the lycans a little too much emotional pain. Then again, he wouldn't have been a monster if Edison hadn't started the dab chain, or would he?

However, was that even an excuse enough for all he had done to the lycans?

The Broken Wynter's Proclamation