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]

"He sounds like he could have been a good father and we would have been a complete family. Remind me to lynch Edison in case I make it to the afterlife too, though I have a feeling Mother would smack me— sorry," Alanor said when he realized what he had just said.

Here he was with Zuhair, a woman who hadn't once heard him call her Mom, and yet he was bragging about his bond with Criselda. Then again, it wasn't Alanor's fault that shit had gone down the drain, if anything, he had been innocent at that time.

"No, you don't have to worry about that. Anyway, to answer your first question about the help of the fates, it wasn't the easiest of choices at that time. Maybe because of my upbringing or maybe because I wanted to trust time and have faith that things would be fine eventually.

A Great Guardian For A Mom [3]