The Devil's Wolf

1. One's blessing is another's curse.

Lucifer P.O.V :

"So... To what do I earn this displeasure?" I ask through clenched teeth. I look up from my ebony desk, made from the bones of my enemies, to the defiant being, who dared to disturb me. The idiot with the brain size of probably half of pea, looked at at me with a face of utter confusion. I heaved a sigh of annoyance and took a deep breath. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!?!" I bellowed. The mear volume and bass of my voice shook the entire room and it's furniture.

This time it was the half-a-pea brain who sighed. He shook his head and his royal blue eyes were cast down as if disappointed. He got up from his seat across my table and turned so his back faced me. "Can't I see my brother without a reason?" He asked only turning his head to the side with his hands behind his back. Is he trying to look intimidating? I scoff at his words and antics. "Bullshit!" I growl.

The imbecile suddenly turns to face me with a pouting bottom lip to feign the expression of petulant sadness and says, "Aww... You don't have to get so defensive Left Brain." I snarl at the nickname he gave me ever since he heard that mortal, Bo Burnham's song. When he sees me glaring at him, he visibly flinches probably remembering that I hated it. "Yeah... So... Imma go and tell Dad you're doing good, because he asked me to check on ya and tell ya he wanted to talk to both of us tonight at dinner. Bye! Love ya LuLu!" He stutters then shouts the last part as he runs out of my office when he can just teleport himself.
It completely baffles me why he doesn't use his powers. It's not like Father has a 'No-Powers in the House' policy. I don't know why and how he prefers the mortal ways lile walking and shit. He ran because he knows I hate all the nicknames he makes up for me. It's not that I mind nicknames but he comes up with the most idiotic and cringy ones.

I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose. I dreadfully look at the time on my computer screen which read 4:30 pm. That means I have at least two to three hours before dinner. I have some time to finish my work that has been slightly delayed. I start on the work immediately, my fingers flying across the keyboard, checking various emails, working on some documents and plans and other stuff mortals claim to be boring. I don't know what is to complain about! I love putting things in order. But everyone has their days where they wanna laze around and do nothing.

And today was just one of those days for me.

*tiny time skip*

Finally! Done with work! I shut down my computer and cracked all the sore muscles and bones. I stood up from my chair and glanced at my phone's screen-saver. "Holy fucking shit! I'm late for dinner!" I cursed as I grab my jacket on the sofa and teleport my self to the banquet hall, but when I appear at the hall, it was completely empty and there was no sign of life of any form in the hall. I then transport myself to the private dinner table in the green house at Father's place. When I reach there, my father and my brother are having a laugh and didn't seem to notice my presence. I knew that because when they did notice me, the laughing died down and became an awkward silence.

"You're late." My father simply stated, seated at the head of an abnormally large table. "Yeah bro, an hour late!" Said the imbecile sitting at Father's right hand. "No shit, Sherlock." I growl under my breath. "You should have just started without me." I said a bit louder this time. "I just wanted to talk." Father sighed. "To both of you."

"What's up Pop?" Zeus asked while stuffing his mouth with food he actually did not require in order to survive.

Father sighed. HE SIGHED! And my father never, NEVER sighs!

As I take my seat at my father's left hand, he gets off his chair. "I have little time left." Father said. "Therefore I want to give you both my blessings."

When he said this, I straightened up and paid full attention. I glanced at Zeus and noticed that he did the same. "What do you mean?" Zeus asked in a small voice, as if any louder would break our father. And in all honesty, it looked like it too. That's what scared me. "It's nothing of your concern." Father said sternly. "About the blessing though, I am blessing each of you with a soul mate."

"WhAt!?!" Both my brother and I asked in shock.
"As your father I must ensure that at least one of you must continue the bloodline." Father explained.
"But..." my brother trailed off looking confused and scared. Father then said, "Don't worry. Your aunt will take care of it. She always gives the best for a soul mate according to the soul." Great. "But Father if you remember properly, WE DON'T HAVE FREAKING SOULS!?!" Zeus practically screams. I take a deep breath to calm myself and ask, "So what you're trying to say is, Aunt Luna, the Moon Goddess, the nut job who created the abominations on earth is setting us up with mates?"
Father turned and gave a kurt nod saying, "Precisely."
Okay. Great. I am going to love it! My dear brother on the other hand looks like he's gonna puke.
"Don't worry Right Brain, Aunt Luna is gonna set you up good. As they say, one's blessing is another's curse."