Lucifer opened a door on the end of the hall, dropping the wolf's bags down just inside the room. "This is where you will be staying, Mastr Gray. I hope you enjoy yourself." He smikred and walked back downstairs with glowing eyes. "He's taken care of." He snapped, laying on the bench beside Cyrea.
Cyrea nodded. "Take her, she's whining about Omega and she's giving me a headache." She snarled, digging Rain out of her shirt and tossing her at him.