Mikael who once went by Kakia stared listlessly at the sky as he sipped the bitter coffee. It's one of the only drinks, he could drink. Passer-bys glanced at him all the time, due to his extremely handsome appearance. His curly neck-length curls swayed gently in the wind. And his amber eyes glinted fiercly in the sun. His brown skin was like cocoa. His chiseled muscular body with his lean torso, in a tight black suit complimented him perfectly.

Mikael was glad he could reach out to the true leader of the lycans, rather than the usual vatican scum who were the nobles of the lycan world. He glanced at his son, Leo who looked anxious with his werewolf lover. Leo was the only thing, his wife, the love of his life, [user] left him with before dying. It is prudent to say, he will always help his son. As long as he reaches a consensus with the ruler of the lycans, his son, Leo can continue to be in a a relationship with his lover. It's a pity that the lover is a female lycan who are extremely rare, but mikael's sure he can pull things through.

Suddenly the cafe doors opened and in entered the vatican scum, scowling at him as they escorted their leader. Mikael's amber eyes drifted to the leader's only to be shocked to find the face of his dead wife staring at him.