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]

[ALANOR]

"I know. I was just hoping to let him be after he had fully recovered, even at least until the smiles on his face were genuine again," Heide added as he looked at Zaire, the man who was anxious but was determined to listen to him too.

They were both in the same position, worrying for Alanor, even though a part of them knew that they couldn't exactly cage the young Wynter for long. If he wanted to leave, the young Wynter would leave, but was that a discussion that they were all ready for?

So many things had happened that scared the hell out of them but maybe they just had to take a leap of faith, and truth that no matter what happened, they would still manage to keep their family intact. That was the only hope for them at this point in time anyway.

The Long Call Home