Chapter 7: A Confession and the Brave Hearted Wolf

11/07/2024

Night Time

Lobo trudges wearily through the entrance of Goetia Manor, his body aching from the fierce battle he had just fought against Alastor, the radio demon, in Pentagram City. Blood stained his pristine silvery-white fur, and deep wounds criss crossed his muscular body, evidence of the vicious fight he had endured. As he made his way into the hallway, Octavia rushed forward to greet him, her pink eyes filled with concern as she hugged him.

"Lobo!" Octavia cried out, her voice laced with worry. "Are you alright my love? I saw the news about your fight with the overlord. Your wounds... they look awful!"

Lobo managed a weak smile, his eyes conveying both exhaustion and reassurance. "I'll be fine, Octavia," he replied, his voice slightly strained. "My wounds are already healing. It's a part of our nature, you know that."

But Octavia shook her head, her concern evident in the furrowed lines of her brow. "I don't care if it's normal for you to heal quickly," she said firmly. "You need to properly rest and allow your body to recover. Come, let me help you to your room so you can take a bath and then rest."

Stolas, Octavia's father, watched silently from the background, his eyes filled with a mixture of pride and worry. He understood his daughter's concern for her beloved, but he also knew that Lobo, being a hellhound, was built to withstand such battles. Still, he respected Octavia's determination to care for her partner and then he focused his attention on his wife, Stella, who stood beside him. Stella looked at her daughter with a jealous glint in her pink eyes.

Stella walked briskly behind her daughter, her expression mirroring Octavia's worry. Sensing her unease, Lobo nodded his head towards Stella, silently assuring her that everything was alright. Despite the chaos of the battle and the turmoil within his own heart, Lobo found comfort in knowing that Octavia cared deeply for him.

As Octavia led Lobo to his room, she refused to let him go alone so drew a bath for him to get rid of the blood on his body. After the bath she insisted on staying by his side to ensure that he would truly rest. Lobo had no room to argue; his body craved solace, and he knew that Octavia's presence would bring him the peace he needed. With a tender smile, she climbed onto the bed beside him, settling down as close as possible while still allowing him to heal.

In the living room, Stolas approached Stella with a quizzical expression on his face. "What is wrong Stella, I can feel that your emotions are all over the place?" he asked, curiosity evident in his voice.

Stella glanced around, seeking privacy, before leading Stolas to their shared room. Once they were alone, she took a deep breath, contemplating on the words she had to say, her eyes filled with vulnerability as she confessed her hidden feelings for Lobo. "I've... I've started having feelings for him, Stolas," she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm terrified of the consequences this might bring. I don't want to hurt Octavia or to ruin our family. I know I should not be feeling this but every time i am with him my hearts yearns for his love "

Stolas listened attentively, his heart torn between understanding and a tinge of jealousy. He had known that their marriage was arranged solely to sire an heir to the Goetia family, and their love for each was never there. But hearing Stella's confession awakened a new understanding within him.

"If this is truly how you feel, Stella," Stolas said, his voice filled with gentle sincerity, "I will hold no ill intent towards you if you decide to pursue a relationship with Lobo. Our marriage was built on duty and convenience, and our daughter is old enough to forge her own future. Love who you want, but be very cautious. But please speak with Octavia, she must know how you truly feel."

Stella's eyes welled up with tears of relief, and she threw herself into her husband's arms, grateful for his understanding. "Thank you, Stolas," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. "Your support means everything to me."

Stolas hugs her back "I know we haven't been arguing at each other since Lobo arrived here but I do feel like he was sent here for us to make our life a little better." Stolas said as he let go of Stella

He told her that they could open their marriage in private so that she could pursue her love for Lobo in private so that the other nobility will not question their decision until they will find a way to break off their marriage without a political backlash. He suggests that they could sleep in separate bedrooms and Stella agrees.

The next day, Stella pulled Octavia aside to her new room and both sat on her bed, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation. She carefully chose her words, "Octavia, i do not know how to properly say this but please don't be mad at me but i have feelings for Lobo." Stellas says as she reveals her feelings for Lobo and expresses her desire to explore the possibility of a relationship with him. Octavia listened intently with shock and mortified mingling expression on her face.

At first, Octavia was taken aback by her mother's confession. The idea of her parents being unhappy in their marriage had always lingered at the back of her mind, she knew that they were only together for her sake but she never expected this revelation. And yet, she didn't want to rob her mother of her chance at happiness to find her own love even if it was her boyfriend.

After a moment of contemplation, Octavia nodded solemnly. "If this is what will make you happy, Mother," she said softly, "then I will support you. But we must proceed with caution and ensure that no words get out of what we are doing."

Stella pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, her heart full of gratitude for Octavia's understanding. In that tender moment, the two women found strength within each other and a renewed bond that transcended familial ties. "Thank You sweetie, you do not know how much this means me feel. I know I shouldn't have these feelings but I am glad you are giving me a chance."

Later that day, Octavia sought out Lobo in the garden, where he had find solace amidst the blooming flowers and gentle breeze. As she approached him, her voice laced with a mix of determination and acceptance, she spoke.

"Lobo," Octavia began, her voice steady, "I was having a conversation with my mother earlier today and she confided with me about her feelings towards you." As Lobo was about to speak she pushed a finger to his lips to let her continue speaking.

"I know there will be other women who will be drawn to your heart. And I know that your heart is big enough for everyone. I won't be selfish and rob them of the love they might find in you. But... I will be the main girl. I want to be the one you choose as your main woman. And I want you to know that I understand and accept the love you might share with others."

Lobo looked at Octavia, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and adoration. "Octavia," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity, "if this is truly how you feel." He says and she nods her head. "I assure you that I will love all of you equally. You are my heart, my main girl, and no one else can replace you."

With those words, Lobo pulled Octavia into a tight embrace, cherishing the love and understanding that had blossomed between them. As they stood together in the garden, surrounded by the beauty of their newfound unity, they knew that their love was strong enough to navigate the complexities of their unconventional relationship.

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03/14/2024

Midday

Lobo walked through the bustling streets of Pentagram City in the Pride Ring of Hell, after a month with his fight with the radio demon overlord Alastor, the city was repaired, silvery-white fur shining under the afternoon lights of the city. With a leisurely stroll, he made his way towards the market, his keen senses guiding him towards the freshest ingredients for tonight's dinner at the Goeita family's manor.

As Lobo browsed through the stalls, carefully selecting the perfect vegetables, meats, and spices, he couldn't help but notice the curious glances from the other residents of Hell. Being a silvery-white wolf hellhound was quite a rare sight in this part of the city and his fight with an overlord, but Lobo paid no mind to the intrigued gazes. He knew he was an intimidating figure, standing tall and proud with his fiery red eyes and large frame, but deep down, he had a heart of gold.

With his shopping complete, Lobo gathered the ingredients and placed them inside his dimension pocket, a supernatural ability that allowed him to store items within a pocket dimension. As he made his way through Imp City, a lively and chaotic district of Hell, he couldn't help but overhear a commotion nearby.

Curiosity piqued, Lobo turned towards the sound and noticed a sinner demon berating a female imp. The female imp was slim, red skinned with large curled horns, red eyes with yellow sclera, sharp teeth and black, claw-like fingers. She has a heart-shaped skull marking on her forehead. Across her skin are white stripes, some forming crosses on her forearms as well as one crossing out the heart-shaped marking on her forehead. She wears a short, sleeveless dark red and white striped turtleneck dress and black thigh-high boots.

The sinner slapped her harshly, sending her to the ground. "You stupid fucking bitch how can you not do the simplest of jobs of selling drugs you haven't made enough money this week." The sinner accused her of not making enough money. "It's not my fault there hasn't been enough buyers and they won't buy anything overpriced." The female imp said

He sneered at her, "You know what you dumb bitch i think you need to be taught a fucking lesson boss man says i can do whatever the fuck i want to you."As he radioed his boss, a notorious Overlord named Valentino, had given him free rein to punish her however he pleased. Then he grabbed her arm harshly, dragging her towards a building.

A growl escaped Lobo's throat as fury coursed through his veins. Without a moment's hesitation, he followed the sinner as he dragged the frightened female imp towards a rundown building nearby. Lobo's instincts kicked in, pushing him to intervene and protect the helpless female imp from further harm.

Using his superior sense of smell, Lobo tracked the scent of the demon and quickly found himself on the third floor of the building. He heard the sinner conversing with a group of demons, "Look alive boys boss man says we have reign over this stupid bitch lets have some fun." The sinner proudly proclaims his authority over the helpless imp. The female imp's pleas for mercy reached Lobo's heightened hearing, "Please no stop we can talk this over, no don't come any closer please stop." and the sound of clothes being torn sent a surge of anger through him.

With a single motion, Lobo used his enhanced strength to break down the door and was met with a disturbing sight. The female imp had been cornered by ten demons, their intentions clear as they closed in on her. The sinner who had taken her sneered at Lobo for interrupting their depravity "Who the fuck are you, get fucking lost we found this bitch first. You what boys why don't we take of him first." Said the sinner as ordered the other demons to handle him.

But Lobo, fueled by righteousness and his undying loyalty to protect those in need, launched into action. His enhanced speed allowed him to swiftly decapitate the demons one by one, leaving them dead in his wake. The sinner backed away in fear, "Stay the fuck back, you hurt me my boss will fucking come after you." The sinner warned Lobo not to harm him or his wrathful boss would seek revenge.

Unfazed by the sinner's empty threats, Lobo approached him, baring his teeth and growling deep in his chest. The sinner's eyes widened in terror as Lobo swiftly sent his fist through his chest and then bit his head off, leaving his body crumpled to the ground and lobo spit his head to the floor.

With the immediate danger eliminated, wiping the blood off his snout Lobo turned his attention to the trembling female imp who had curled up in fear. He frowned at her distress and reassured her that he was not there to hurt her. Gently, he asked for her name, and she responded with a quivering voice, "Barbie Wire."

A warm smile graced Lobo's maw as he summoned a black robe to cover Barbie Wire's modesty. She gratefully took it, hiding herself from the scene that had unfolded only moments ago. Curiosity gleamed in her eyes as she questioned why he had chosen to help her.

Lobo's eyes softened, his voice warm with compassion as he replied, "I'm not the type of person to ignore someone in need. What they were doing to you was wrong, and it's not something I can stand by and watch."

Moved to tears, Barbie Wire threw herself into Lobo's embrace, grateful for his intervention. She thanked him repeatedly for saving her from a fate worse than death. Lobo, ever the gentle giant, offered her comfort and assured her that everything would be alright.

Realizing that she had nowhere to go, Lobo suggested that he had a friend who might be able to help her find safety. Barbie Wire agreed, her trust in Lobo growing with every passing moment.

After ensuring that Barbie Wire was safe with his friend, Lobo finally made his way back to the Goeita Manor, the place he called home. As he stashed away the food he had bought earlier, he was greeted by his girlfriend, Octavia.

Octavia, had been waiting for him. She sensed the tension and concern in Lobo's eyes and furrowed her brow, concern etched into her features. "What happened, my love?"

Lobo held Octavia close, whispering the events that had unfolded in the rundown building. Octavia listened intently, her expression changing from concern to admiration for the noble heart that beat within Lobo's chest.

"You did the right thing, Lobo," she said softly, her voice laced with admiration. "You always have a way of making things better. I'm proud to call you mine." With a sigh of relief, Lobo held Octavia closer.