Chapter 51

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"Where did the pastor go?" Kylar questioned as they stood in the middle of a blood bath, bodies of angels littered the floor. "I don't know" Luciano responded looking at Quinn who just stood there. Unmoving. "Is this what you're doing now?"

"What?" Luciano questioned, furrowing her eyebrows at the figure. But she noticed his mouth wasn't moving, the voice came from all around her. "You're acting like Jackriel didn't kill your children" The words were like a punch to the stomach. "Forcibly cut open your stomach and pull out those fetuses from out of you"

Luciano gasped, a shaky breath leaving her mouth as a foreign feeling beats against her heart. Grief. She stared at nothing in particular, eyes filled with shock and sadness. Kylar pulled her to him and looked down at her in confusion, he didn't know what was going on or know about what was being said, it was like he couldn't speak. "Shut up..." She mumbled, putting her hands over her ears in an attempt to block out the voice.

"Not to mention, he raped you didn't he? Cut you up, him and his mistress if I remember it correctly. Buried you alive!"

She pushed away from Kylar looking at the floor as she bit her lip hardly, another shaky breath and another leaving her mouth. She tried to push the thoughts, the memories, the feeling of his hands on her, groping her, away but they just kept coming, along with the painful memory of what he did to her children. A whimper left her as she tried to make it stop, let her push them back, not let her her negative emotions be brought to the light.

"Your mate Quinn, betrayed you. Told you he couldn't be with you for what you are."

Before she could do or say anything his voice replayed, saying the exact phrase that made her crack that day. "Demons? I lo- I hate them, they're greedy and just plain evil, amongst many other reasons."

Luci's form hit the floor before she could stop it, Kylar went to pick her up but was stopped by an invisible force. A blurred version of Luciano but encased in black stood on top of her fallen body. Tears flowed down the cheeks but they never hit the floor. The words and memories sunk in until they were too much for the poor woman, stray tears ran down her face. Soon she was sobbing uncontrollably, wiping her eyes as the tears just fell down more.

"Your brother could've been killed by that gang"

She sobbed harder, her breathing ragged as she started to curl up into a ball, crying hysterically as she sniffled. Kylar wanted to comfort her, how he would love to if he could. She cried until she couldn't cry anymore. Her form shaking vigorously. Her blurred form, phantom Luci stepped off of her and helped her up, holding her up and hugging her.

"I know, you feel like you should bury your emotions but no, Lu no... We're here for you, to take care of you when you can't." The phantom spoke as if they weren't the same person. It comforted Luciano nonetheless. "Come on... Let's go clean us up yeah?" The phantom proposed and Luci nodded, looking at Kylar the phantom snapped her fingers then walked into Luci's form "Just call when she's like this again" She told Kylar before her and Luci became one once more. Kylar ran over and enveloped Luci in a tight hug, picking up her form and cradling her in his arms like a baby "Luciano, you're my baby, my Queen. I don't care what happened in the past as long as it doesn't affect you negatively. I'll be by your side through thick and thin... Through sickness and in health." Kylar spoke softly to her, cupping her face in his hand as she looked at if she'd tear up again if she had tears.

His words made her heart flutter and her mood lighten but then the thought hit her that he was probably saying it to make her feel better. "Darling, I'm not just saying it in the brink of the situation. I'm saying it because that's how I feel about you. I don't want to see you hurt Luci, I love you!" He exclaimed softly as he held her in his arms, Luci managing to manifest a few more tears as they fell. "Oh... No no, baby don't cry" he panicked as she started to cry again. She took his hand in hers, rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand and leaning up, kissing him on the lips gently and softly. Him returning the gesture with one of his own. The kiss was slow and sensual, filled with love and passion. She pulled away from the kiss slowly and looked into his eyes, hers filled with joy and love. "Kylar, I love you too" She said softly, his heart skipped a beat and he captured her lips in his once more, this kiss was a little more heated but had the same agenda, to show her how much he loved her.

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