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]

'Mom, help me,' Alanor said once again, tapping into the horde of mind links that were connected to him, and while he didn't know whether he would get an answer, he was hopeful.

Maybe he had been thinking too much, or hoping too much for his Mom to be what Zafik had said. If his Mom was truly Zuhair Merdel, then she would never abandon her. At least that much he was sure of.

But what were the chances that the young Wynter was just being a little too hopeful?

'Edel is that you?' Zuhair, who was outside the palace with the warriors, asked. It was all a surprise to her, and maybe it was just a figment of her obsessive thoughts of what she would do to make her sons' lives better, right?

Zuhair hadn't been expecting what for his sons and that too this early in the timeline, and for a moment she felt like this was just the universe haunting her.

Thank You... I Guess?