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"Y/n" Michael said, sitting down.

"What's up" she sat down at one of the chairs available. Alastor stood behind her with his hands behind his back.

"So you're finally getting married after all these years" he smiled "how do you feel?"

"Well. It's different but I do feel he is a good fit for a king. Get dad off the throne and into retirement"

"Mmhmm. You know once you get married, the cycle is supposed to start again?"

"Yes but you're the one that has to produce the heirs to the throne. Not myself or my fiancé"

"I was thinking. What if we broke the chain?" Her brother leaned in "stop this having to fight each other bullshit"

Y/n looked up at Alastor. He wasn't supposed to know how the wrath family does its thing. Thanks to Charlie's little tv screen a while ago, he knew how their family worked.

"Alastor doesn't know about how we work" she said in a hushed whisper.

"Then let me explain. Alastor will be a part of our lives y/n. He has to know what our family is like" Michael went on to explain the four children. Two boys, two girls. The battle for one to lead the skin walkers on earth, the other to lead the kingdom in hell. Alastor pretended to not know of this information, seemingly surprised.

"Well I want to change it" Michael smiled "I think I will only have two children. That way there is no more fighting, no more killing" he looked over to y/n

"But what will our dad think" y/n drifted off

"Y/n, our dad wanted us DEAD. We weren't the ones who were supposed to survive.

"I know but still." Y/n sighed

"Alastor, what do you think of it" Michael looked at him with a smile "what's in that crazy head of yours"

"Michael has a point my dear. This is your family, if it were just normal citizens I would embark in the entertainment of it, however it makes you upset and uncomfortable." Alastor placed a hand on her shoulder

Y/n looked up at him, her ring glowing a nice little green.

Michael took notice of this and looked at his sister.

"Just think about it y/n but today is both of you guys day to party. Let's go back out" he smiled, standing up and rejoining the party.

Y/n groaned, placing her index and middle finger at the bridge of her nose.

"My dear. Come on. They are about to have the speeches about us" Alastor helped her up.

"So you can bathe in all your ego when people talk about how scary or great you are" y/n broke into a smile.

"There is that smile my dear. Let's go" he pushed her back into the main lobby.

Y/n made her way back to the bar, sitting with Angel and husk. Alastor was talking with Rosie and Charles.

"Good evening ladies and gentleman" Michael clanked his glass. He allowed the crowd to silence "I hope you have found today to be exciting as we celebrate the two in marriage. I feel we should honor with a toast." Michael snapped his fingers. Everyone had a glass of champagne in their hands

"Who the fuck is this guy" vox whispered under his breath.

"Many of you don't know me. I'm y/ns older brother, Michael. I don't know much about Alastor however I know about my sister." He went on to explain how lovely she is. How she knows how to battle. Blah blah blah. "Cheers everyone"

"Cheers" the crowd said aloud then taking a sip.

The crowd went back to partying. A little more lively after the toast. Y/n rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Ah so little princess has a brother" Valentino took a drag of his cigar "and he's handsome"

Vox turned over to velvette, who was just playing on her phone. "Hey velvette"

"What bitchboy" she spat out, posting another picture.

"How about you use that charm of yours, to talk with that Prince" he pointed over to Michael who had women piling up over him.

"Him?" Velvette stared at the man "Vox, come on."

"They just be looking for partners to marry. Giving that the princess chose that tiny prick. Work your magic, get him to join us, makes another step for hell to belong to the Vees" Vox grinned and laughed for a moment.

Velvette smirked "fine but you owe me for this" she started to walk over to the prince.

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