Zane POV.
I didn’t agree with my alpha, he yelled at the kitten after Lucifer told us we can have his heart, he didn’t just say here you go, take my heart. Instead, I had to talk with the king of hell, we had long chats, about her and how to deal with her, he doesn’t want his heart to be abused, and I talked in the name of my whole pack, although we’ve been hurt, and betrayed, we won’t be hurting a girl who did nothing.
“Beta, tell me why does your alpha want my heart?” Lucifer asks me, it wasn’t such a hard question, the question is really easy to that.
“So you’ll feel our pain,” I answer him with a smile, the one who feels the worse pain is our alpha, but I’m the strongest wolf after him, and I personally feel the pain just as bad as him.
“You’ll hurt what’s mine to make me feel your pain? But where’s the fairness in that? The witch did what she did without my consent or order, you know what my policy about loyalty,” he says, Lucifer demands loyalty, betraying him is not allowed, not ever.
“We won’t hurt her, we want her for ourselves, to make her be ours, your heart is ours,” I answer the king of hell, we wanted to take over hell and maybe die in the process until we found our peace.
“I’ll give her over, but you need to be able to deal with her,” he says, we know how to deal with her, but I nod only listening to the king, to what he wants to say.
“Yeah?” I say.
“She’s a little, I believe you are familiar with that?” he says, of course, we knew what a little is, every creature of hell and moon knows what a little is, not very sure about heaven though.
“Of course,” I say, we can deal with littles, no matter their age.
“But she’s special, she’s a young one, she’s a great little but she’s also a brat, she’s my daughter in more than one aspect,” the king of hell says, he got many children, but I guess she might be his favourite for real.
“We can deal with young and bratty,” I assure him, we deal with the whole species, we know what to do with them.
“She’s not potty trained, I never bothered to train her, she drinks warm, only warm not hot bottles before bedtime, she loves her stuffy more than most people in hell. She also has every demon in my kingdom running away when they see her,” Lucifer says, so small? So dependent?
“Give us a month, the little one would be so attached to us, she won’t even go to you,” I say with a smirk hoping to win her heart soon.
“She’s a kitten, her ears and tail need special attention, imagine her a puppy that’s going to take a thousand years to grow up,” he says, and I nod, having a little one for so long would be a dream come true.
“We can deal with that,” I assure him, but Lucifer wasn’t done talking yet.
“Spanking my little is a big no-no, you can give her a love tap, but no real hurting her, or I’ll rip your beating heart out of your bodies,” he threaten me, but I didn’t mind being threatened.
“We can live with that,” I assure him, we might play rough with the wolves, but with a little, we’d never go too hard on her.
“I’ll send her things with her tomorrow,” Lucifer says.
“But that’s not enough time…” I start but he shut me up, it wasn’t enough time to get things ready for her, we live far away from the city and any kind of place that would deliver overnight.
Lucifer ended the call then, and now here we are trying to find the kitten, she ran away from us since she felt, I guess she felt too overwhelmed, but we know a lot about her, not what the demon just told us. Now that she’s punished, I went in after her, she’ll soon learn we have a hierarchical system around here, the alpha would always be the toughest on her, I’m firm but I’ll be the one to talk her into things, and finally, there are the twins, they’d rarely punish her, it’s more of scold and hug at the same time between those two.
“Iris?” I call coming in the house, but she didn’t answer me, I went in and looked for her, she wasn’t upstairs in her room, not that I expected to find her there, I went back down to the living room and could see a tail poking from underneath the sofa, this is her chosen hiding place?
“Hey Kitten,” I say laying on the floor until our eyes met.
“Go away,” she answers me, still hiding and maybe crying.
“We started the wrong way, how about you come out and I get you some hot chocolate,” I offer her.
“Nu,” she answers me.
“It’ll be just you and me, I’m Zane, don’t you want to sit with me?” I ask her.