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]

"No. That isn't your choice to make," a voice in the rain said and for a moment, the young Wynter was sure he was hallucinating again. So much had happened and with the rain hitting them like there was no longer a future for them, Alanor couldn't put it past him.

'Maybe I'm hallucinating, maybe all of this will end eventually, maybe none of this would be worth it in the end, yeah?' Alanor said to himself like it was supposed to make the night skies even brighter, but then what else could he do?

He had given up and the plan of a month that he had, he didn't need it anymore.

Aida was right, they had spent so many years looking for people who didn't care about them, people who had chosen to hide, people who had probably spent their lives doing well.

Don't Fight Me Too, Brother