One Wolf, Two Kings

Third Person POV For thousands of years, the Demon king ruled over his realm underneath the surface and hidden away from the mortal realm where humans and supernatural creatures lived. The Demon King had seven sons that ruled under him. His sons were also known as the seven deadly sins of the mortal world. There is the eldest Prince Lucifer, and he is the lion sin of pride. Then there is Prince Mammon, the fox sin of greed. Asmodeus is the goat sin of lust, and the fourth prince of hell is Leviathan, the serpent sin of envy. Satan is the dragon sin of wrath, and Beelzebub is the boar sin of gluttony. Belphegor is the seventh son of the demon king and the grizzly sin of sloth. The demon king knew that some of his sons would try to kill the others for wanting more power, but he didn’t want his children to fight among themselves. So he made it so that none of them can take the other’s powers… even if they killed their sibling. If one of the princes actually did die then they would just be reborn and once again take over his role once more. Prince Beelzebub kept wanting more and more for himself. It was almost as if he should have been the sin of greed instead of gluttony. He has spent years trying to find a loophole around his father’s power, but nothing ever worked. Well not until he finally found a way… Centuries later… Thunder boomed as lighting cracked against the dark sky. A man, with golden blonde hair and forest green eyes, stood in front of his younger brother. Anger and hatred filled his heart and mind for the first time in a long time. The younger brother, who had black hair and black eyes, had a smug smile plastered on his face as he saw the anger radiating off his big brother. “You seem to be angry about something, dear big brother. What has gotten you so riled up?” The black haired man said with a smug smirk plastered on his face. His brother snarled and growled at the amusement that his brother was showing. “You know damn well why I am pissed off… What the hell do you think you have done, Beelzebub?!” The man roared. His heart was beating fast but felt heavy at the thought of losing something just because his brother was a glutton for power. “Oh come now, Satan… she was just some w***e that you were using to kill some time… wasn’t she?” Beelzebub asked his brother. Satan snarled. He loved his little hell beast. She made him feel calm, almost as if she was made just for him. His anger and wrath would simmer down whenever she was around. Sadness crept into his soul as his dragon roared at the loss of her touch. His little Reya. She was loving and sassy. He loved her with his whole heart. Beelzebub just cackled and laughed at the pain he saw flash through his brother. “You can not be serious… You actually loved that little thing?!” He asked. “What does it matter that I had a lover?! All of our brothers do, yet you came after mine… why?” Satan asked. “Because none of the others actually care about their lovers to where they would actually have offspring.” Beelzebub said. Then it hit Satan. Beelzebub was after his children. The princes of hell could only have offspring with a female only if they truly cared for and loved them with all their heart and soul. Satan was confused as to why his brother wanted his children. “You will never touch a hair on their heads, you bastard.” He growled. Beelzebub just laughed. ‘That is where you are wrong… brother.’ He thought to himself as he wondered if his minions had caught that little slut yet.