The elevator beep alerts us of someone entering our offices. We listen to the footsteps and the breathing of the man.
“Prince Vladimir,” Dane, yells walking down the hallway.
“Dane, come to the last office,” Vlad says, pushing off his chair. He walks out of the office to get him.
“Prince Vladimir, thanks for meeting up. It’s extremely important,” Dane says, walking into the office after Vlad.
“Have a seat. Would you care to have a drink,” Vlad says, looking at him?
“I’m good,” Dane says, nodding.
“Dane, this is Prince Konstantin and Prince Dionisie,” Vlad says, waving his hand, as he falls onto his chair, leaning back.
“Hey,” Dane says, lifting his chin at us.
“Dane, what do you have,” Kon says, looking at Dane.
“I accidentally witnessed an extremely important event while I was out on my run,” Dane says, rubbing his beard.
“Dane, tell us what you saw,” Vlad says, steepling his fingers.
I turn to look at the werewolf Dane, wondering what the fuck is so damn important.
“I was on my late run a couple of weeks ago, and I encountered Lucifer. He looked very agitated, pacing around the fire pit.
My first thought was what is Lucifer up to. I stared at him, pacing, waving his arms, so my curiosity was roused. I stopped to watch, borrowing deeper against the tree, making sure that Lucifer didn’t see me.
Of fuckincourse being part of the werewolves has its merits as I can travel in stealth, undetected even by Lucifer.
Lucifer was standing by the edge of the forge, throwing back his head in his fury, his dark brown hair tied back with a black leather strip, his goatee shining with the blaze of the fire before him.
His tall, powerful stance vibrates with power as he lifts his hands in the air and starts to chant. His piercing clear blue eyes glow in the night as he speaks what sounded like a fucking rhyme. This is what he yelled as he waved his hands.
Forged by Twilight, Cursed by Fire.
Powers of each divided by my Ire.
Severthem in three.
One to true love it will be.
One to the nearest object the curse will keep.
The last with the beings it will sleep.
To bring weakness to might, all three will need to be right.
Forged in Fire and light, bringing all being's powers together to be put to right.
His fury was palpable, his chant ominous; with the last word, I felt a ripping sensation deep in my being, I opened my mouth to growl in pain, but the sound was strangled in my throat as I blackout.
My royal highness asked me to visit the royal beings to inform you of the curse,” Dane says, crossing his arms looking at us.
“It’s absolfuckinluty unbelievable that Lucifer dares to curse the supernatural beings,” Kon snarls, pushing off the wall.
He starts to pace, shoving his hands into his slacks pockets.
“What does it all mean,” I ask, looking at Dane, raising my right eyebrow.
