He was starting to enjoy this more and more. The pressure that always had built up to such levels where it was hard to remain in control was now merely a soft whisper that brought up fond memories of death and decay. Lillith knew how to entertain her beastly companion. Haku had always released those demonic powers when the fury ran wild through his tainted veins, but she was showing her a way around it and gave him pleasure without an after match of consequences. It was odd, to have such a partner in crime, because he had always been alone. Firefly had once or twice come with him and stolen the light from an unfortunate man’s eyes, but he had been the one in charge, the one pushing her further into a path that had in the start been similar to his own. She was a foolish creature though, and those flaws had been revealed far too late, first after he had decided to put some trust in her. Also, overall, he still believed that she had always been beneath him. Lillith was so much different, and he seldom respected any creatures in the same manner as he respected her. There was a reason why this was. Haku and Lillith had not had sex. She had not allowed him to dominate her.
They were currently experimenting at disguising the Lilium’s pelt. Although there was a wave of brown and cream coated wolves here all of a sudden, he was a prominent figure with a rumour. One did not need to have much brain to find out who had done the deed of a victim managed to slip away from the two demons’ grip. So far there were no survivors. Taking the life of a Crimson Dreams member and get away with it had been magnificent. It was almost a shame that the pack probably would never figure out exactly what had happened with the white male with all the scars and that idiotic collar. Wolves came and went as they pleased. Or, the unworthy did. Lillith had named him sinner, and Haku was the force behind that will and had ripped the male to shreds. Somewhere in Halifax, there was a piece of a white tail and a collar with a bell attached resting next to a part of Svara Thames’ tail. Haku treasured his trophies. It was all just one giant game where he was the dominant opponent, swiping out everything and everyone.
The man’s eyes rested on the female as the last touch was finished. The secui rose up on all four and looked at his form in the smashed mirror. His features were altered beyond recognition because of the broken reflection, but he could see that his general coloration was now more similar to his dark queen. It was not anywhere near her perfect pitch black, and seemed to be more like a very dark gray. The scent of eucalyptus was no longer strong and noticeable in his nostrils. He was adapting. Without another word to the dark beauty, the man stepped out of the building that was located in the outskirts of Halifax. There would be no ‘missions’ today. They were simply experimenting and planning ahead. The first rays of the sun would soon turn the sky into an ocean of swivelling colours. That meant that he probably would have to return to Dahlia soon. Lillith’s day was the night, and she rather disliked the day. Haku had not yet stayed with her when the dark night was over and her sunny night began.