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Seina (see - Ann - a ) Black is a 17-year-old werewolf. After 10 years of abuse; starting when she was 7 years because she shifted early and didn't look like a normal wolf.
Seina was a pure black w...
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Seina
I stood outside the door waiting, I could sense the tension from behind the door and it bugged me that the happy aura Hades had was now dark and empty.
Hades was more than the god of the underworld and he should be treated better, he does so much and does his job with pride. He punishes those who deserve punishment allowing them to live out their greatest fears daily, while those who are good live out their best dreams allowing their soul to relax and be reborn. The time I was with the moon goddess she explained how Hades was never praised for how he accepted his role, and how he had to reflect on every persons life and what they had done to determine what they deserved.
"Giggle you are so cute." A girl whispered, Morana growled in my head immediately territorial of her mate.
"Are there girls in there." I asked Hades, I heard a groan
"Yes, please help they don't even have any tits." He replied, which made me angry of course cause he was looking at other women.
"You looked at their chest!" I growled in response, he whined which confused me.
"THEY HAVE DICKS! THEY ARE MEN! BLEACH MY EYES! WHY WOULD THEY EVEN THINK I WAS GAY!" He started screaming through mind link, I basically burst out in quiet dry laughter and I was trying so hard not to cry.
"Oh my gosh." I laughed, I heard his strangled cry for help in my mind and I was trying so hard not to lose it.
"Just get in here." He whined, I relaxed trying to keep my cool and reminded myself that I was the goddess of the underworld and I would keep my composure.
I opened the doors and walked in, all eyes were on me but my eyes were on the male exotic dancers who looked like women. They had the makeup, the bodies, the clothes but were entirely male all the way down to their crotch but they had nothing on Hades though so I took my eyes off and made my way towards him regardless of the fact I had two eyes staring at me the whole time.
