What if I say I'm not like the others
Her heart did ache, however, for her children. She’d had so many… but not one of them were with her right now. Chasm’s loss had hurt the most. They’d been so close… but then again the boy had been close to his brother too. Was he happy where he was? Marina came to a stop, the cool wind surrounding her body causing the woman to give a small shudder. She… was sure she hated Liar now. Hated the man he’d turned into… those broken promises… taking her babies… he used her. Took advantage of her. He’d pay for it… even if Celeste and Nox had to deal with him themselves.
Marina pressed on, at least until she discovered the remains of the vessel once known as the S.S. Antiox. The mangled, rotting corpse outside the place had the female wrinkling her nose in disgust. Obviously someone lived here… someone who wasn’t afraid to kill. The female took a few more pawsteps closer to the plank that lead to the ship’s dock, ears flicking back. Something deep within her gut was stirring angrily once more, that feeling of Rainbow Syndrome whispering throughout her being. No matter what, Marina realized, she was always going to be broken.
But was that really such a bad thing in the end?
He raised himself from his bed, slipping into the floor effortlessly. His legs moved, his body ghosting effortlessly. He emerged on the deck only moments later. Clearly he knew the ship well, navigated it's corridors easily. He moved to the edge of the plank where he stopped, blocking her entry with his wide chest. She had clearly ignored his warnings and markings. Clearly she was either cocky or stupid. His testosterone was spiking again and his lips peeled in a snarl. It was throaty and promised violence. Her coloring was interesting but he wasn't new to interesting or unique. "And what do we have here?"
As his mate Azariah is allowed in any and all of Lucifer's threads. Unless stated otherwise Lucifer is assumed to be accompanied by his companion, a Wolverine named Noctis.