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Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner [BL]

[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. ---- 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.

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They Would Be Okay, But What If?

[ALANOR] 

"A month," Alanor thought to himself when his mothers had disappeared.

The young Wynter knew that the two women would never have shown up unless they all were hopeless as a team, and couldn't exactly function properly, but wasn't that what they were at the moment?

They had lost hope along the way and lost themselves too and this here was just the first olive branch, but then came the question of why now, and how was he sure that his parents would give him the location.

Then again, he had scoured every place known to the Midlands in his quest for Unar and his Mom, and even rhen, he had not been able to.

Sighing defeatedly, Alanor went back to sleep, hoping that when he worl up he woukd have found a wya to get the team to get back to normal.