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]

As the young Wynter closed his eyes, choosing to trust his brother in his desperation, Delbert Cornel knew there was only one person in the midlands who would be able to answer Alanor's questions.

"Trust me, brother," Delbert whispered before casting a sleep spell on his brother. Alanor was too tired to even say anything, so with the spell, he let his brother take care of him. He trusted that his brother wouldn't hurt him and that was true.

Delbert would die first before seeing his little brother hurt again, and that could explain the next choice he had made, a choice so consequential, but a choice that was brought to the both of them by the simple idea of time.

It really was time, after over five hundred years.

Their Sweet Winter Child