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Started August 19, 2022 by @Adam_gets_railed_by_men

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“ you are my omega, you are perfectly strong enough for it if you wish,” he said with a soft smile.
“ and the savior is like your God or something”he said

“Would you be mad if I chose to become a hellhound?” Was Raf really considering this? It seemed— barbaric almost. “I have no connections to a god… considering I didn’t know what a savior was…” He paused. “Does it hurt?”

“ I could never be mad, and no, as fr as I know it doesn't “

Raf sat up, looking down at his gunshot wound. “I don’t know.” He shook his head. “I don’t know why I even thought about it. Maybe it was something your dad said— or more of an abstract thought.” He sat in the silence, tuning out the buzzing of the hospital room. “It’s raining outside. How ironic. It’s like it’s crying for us.” He slipped out of the bed, walking around the room and exploring. Nothing was going to hold him back from exploring. He didn’t find much interesting, only a few coffee stirs. Raf wandered to the door, poking his head out and scanning the hallway for signs of life. “Hello?” The werewolf called out. “Anyone out there?”

Eyros followed in his hell hound form, just as cautious

Raf let out a whine. “I don’t see anyone, Eyros.” He pet the hellhound on the head. “Maybe we can sneak without being discharged. It’s not your father is here to stop us.” He cracked the door open further.

Eyros growled softly, this place was unusually still

Raf scratched Eyros behind his big ears. “I’m sure everything will be okay..” he paused. “I don’t know why it’s so— quiet..”

Eyros smelt her before he saw her, his growl deep and hair-raising. He watched as the aunt came around the corner, eyros jumping in front of raf protectively

“Eyros!” Raf screamed. He pulled the hellhound back, shutting the door quickly. “Eyros, please. I can’t have anyone be murdered here today.” He held his breath, scared. He could tell if this a nightmare or real life.

Eyros had a solemn look, putting his cold nose onto rafs

Raf slid down the door, putting his hands to his head. “I feel like I’m in my own personal hell!” He roared. He was scared, angry, and everything on between. “There will be a murder in this fucking hospital!” He was overwhelmed.

Eyros pulled raf down, pushing himself onto the other lap and sighed
dad has her

In fact Lucifer did have her
“ hello~ “ he said sickeningly sweet

Raf let Eyros pull him down. He started to cry, clinging onto the hound. Raf was horribly overwhelmed.

The she-wolf looked up to see Lucifer, growling at him.

Eyros tried his best to comfort raf

Lucifer chuckled. “enough” he said coldly.
The room dropped rapidly in temperature as he walked closer to her.

Raf whimper, tears running down his cheeks. “Why? WHY?!” He bellowed, holding onto Eyros tightly.

The she-wolf snarled, her teeth showing. She tried to strike at the devil. Some guy saying 'enough' wasn’t going to stop her.

Lucifer nailed the wolf upside the head and growled, his own body shifting into the wolfish form

The she-wolf slid across the ground. She stood up, hearing the whines of her nephew. She tried to bypass Lucifer in order to get to Raf.

Raf clung to Eyros, laying his head on the hound’s.

Eyros whined, licking at rafs neck gently

Lucifer snapped at her legs while growling maliciously

Raf’s breathing was harsh. “I should kill her than have your dad do it.. it seems wrong.” He snuggled Eyros. “Even if it gets me killed.”

She stepped back, watching Lucifer’s jaws. The she-wolf growled. I did nothing wrong!

“ did you? You attacked my son, punctured his vocals, and attacked his omega! That's pretty wrong by hell hound law.” he snarled

“ did you? You attacked my son, punctured his vocals, and attacked his omega! That's pretty wrong by hell hound law.” he snarled

The she-wolf rolled her eyes. You’re a dumb one, aren’t you. My nephew needs to die. Monsters are supposed to be killed. They’re supposed to burn in hell with you, aren’t they. She attacked Lucifer head on.

Lucifer attacked just the same, “so you should burn too?”

The she-wolf growled, bleeding from a cut on her side. Im not a monster. My hellspawn of a nephew is. Now, I’m sure you’ll understand blood needs to be spilt— and I’m not afraid to kill both. Her tail was tucked between her legs. I don’t get why you defend Raphael! He doesn’t even have a heart or soul!