His Demoness Princess (MEGA HIATUS)

Chapter 33

Luciano sat in front of a mirror, her memories and emotions were in a fiery dance of dominance, both trying to make her stoic and unbothered state melt away first. Left Right Left... No responsibility. Turn off the mic let another voice through Her heart clenched in her body as the image of V and her singing played in her head, it gave her butterflies but her expression did not waver. A forced laugh left her lips "I can't... Not so soon..." She said, referring to the warm feeling in the pit of her stomach. You're gullible, naive. But you're not the same person you once were. She forced the feeling away, remnants of it lingering in her mind. Her form repositioned itself, standing up and making her way out of the room she resided in. Hearing the voices of her concerned family, Micah, Lyle, Noah, and Tatianna; stopping for a minute to hear what they were saying she came to the conclusion they were talking about her and her mental health, which was true. She shook her head and quickly took a left and strode down the hallway, ascending up a flight of stairs before making her way to a room she knew too well her mother's old room. She stared at the door, the knob being unpolished and dust-ridden, her hands reached forward and grabbed onto it and with a twist pushed the door open. The room was the same way she left it, closing the door gently and making her way over to the desk, past the bed and piano covered in a dusted white now grayish cloth. A lone book sat on the desk, a hardback, painted gold with a red bow atop it. Next to it a card, addressed to Luciano, she took the card and skimmed over the words, her mother's beautiful handwriting prominent throughout the sentences sprawled onto the thin paper. It pained her to come to this room, to see her things and not her, although their relationship wasn't the best thing in the world she still was her mother and she missed her terribly. She had no hatred towards her mother, none at all if anyone thought so. She loved her dearly, she just hated the things she had put her through but she knew that it was all a test, to prepare her for her final one. Accepting her soulmate for life, sure she was a werewolf but ten times out of ten she was more demon than any other species in her bloodline. Her werewolf and demon mate wouldn't be the same person. All of her siblings had, now it was her time. She knew from research, reading, and seeing Lyle and Micah together that when you find your demonic mate you two clash instantly in a lover's war, fighting for any dominance you can get your hands on. Much like werewolf mating but more dangerous for the two involved because demons are relentless with their actions when they're provoked, paving a pathway for the two lovers to hurt each other physically and mentally for the sheer purpose of exposing everything about the two, let their emotions, attitude and creativity erupt in waves of passionate and aggressive heats, these heats can last up until the mate of the demon has sex with their partner. It was customary for the royals to become primal, the female hiding from the male and the male finding her purely off of smell and primitive instincts.

She set the card down and wadded over to the piano, gripping the dust-ridden sheet she gave a firm tug, the sheet flying over her form and encasing her in a light layer of dust which she promptly ignored, folding the sheet into a snug square she reached for the keys, her fingers soon dancing along the keys and gliding off them like a soft rhythm, soft notes filtering from the piano and dancing in the air. Her fingers moved seemingly on autopilot as she played music, it wasn't scripted or learned, she played what she felt, loss of her children, the grief of her mother, loss of her two mates and finally the budding giddiness and butterflies fluttering in her stomach when she thought of V.  "I arrived in a world that made it clear that it didn't want me, who would want me" she sang softly, her harmonious and beautiful tone dancing through the air along with the notes from the piano, mixing together and flowing through the hallways of the quiet castle. "I cried and cried and tried to find that someone else, someone who would love me. But who would love me?" Her voice rang through the room as her eyes closed, her body relaxing and her mind frantic but not chaotically, her thoughts piecing together as she sang. "Yo-ouu, yo-ouu~ said that you do. You said that you do~!"

"So wh-h-yy I believed you, I believed yo-ou!"

"Cause I'm a rainbow-oh-oh, I'm a rainbow-oh-oh. A good little rainbow-oh-oh, I shared with you the colors of the night~!" She belted out, raw emotion of sadness and disbelief splayed in her tone. "I'm a rainbow-oh-oh, I'm a rainbow-oh-oh, a golden rainbow oh, oh. I'll keep trying even if I di-ie~!" She held the word 'die' for a bit. Micah was the first to walk over to her and wrap his arms around her causing Luci to stiffen and turn her head, seeing him, Tati, Noah, and their Father there. She turned in his hold and hugged him, tears forming in all their eyes as the rest of them came in for a hug. They hugged Luci tight, they all comforted each other as they finally came together and finally healthily mourned the loss of their loved one. It took a toll on all of them but after they mourned her they comforted Luci, not knowing she felt all that pain and sorrow. Micah swore to himself that when they got back he was going to kick Quinn's ass for making his baby sister feel anything close to how she felt when she was with Jackriel, he wasn't going to let anyone stop him.