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, no… don't do it, son, you'll break your heart even more," Zuhair said to Unar who was following Alanor into the palace. She know he was desperate to get Alanor's attention, but he would just get frustrated even more, if he didn't get what he was looking for.

He was in a tight spot and one of the spots that he had never imagined he would ever be in, and the only way out of the current state was for him to accept his current truth.

Maybe he didn't need to move on for it, but accepting that la bro wasn't going to be able to notice him, his presence, or even what was happening around Unar was something that could prove useful to the young king.

Otherwise, he would get more frustrated and work up and nothing would make him feel any better. It would eat him up for longer than possible.

It Was Never On You