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]

"Here. Hold onto these for me, will you?" Cass said as he handed Alanor a set of strawberry flowers and a set of Unar's royal cloak that he had gotten from the Udrad palace.

"What?" Alanor asked, clearly not expecting that Cass could have come with things that reminded him of Unar, the very man who had left him, never to be seen again. Maybe Cass was crazy for this, but was he, for wanting his best friend back?

Of course, Alanor was skeptical, but then as he looked at Cass's determined face, he knew that he didn't have much of an option at the moment. He had to listen and do what he had to do, for his best friend.

"Don't throw them away. And if you really wanna throw them away, do that when you can fight me," Cass said, as he smiled at Alanor like he didn't just tell the young WYnter that the only way to be rid of any reminders of Uanr was for him to get better and quick.

Maybe Life Was Worth Living