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volturiprincess · 1 year ago

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You kill me

Caius Volturi x Vampire mate

Summary: Mated to the Ruthless Volturi King Warnings: Language, mentions of death, Angst, Caius internal thoughts 🤭 A/N: I kept changing my mind of how I wanted to write hence why it took me like 2 weeks to work on it, there will be a part two to this. Also this was inspired by the song "Me Matas" by Eslabon Armado, at this point its like a mini series of One-Shots being inspired by this group. Second A/N in the end. Enjoy :) Word Count: 4k+ (Didn't realize it was that long)

Here's part 2. (finally)

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(I loved him in this era, gold is his color, but he looks so good in red also)

“Well brother it appears you have found your mate”

I looked up at Aro who was looking at Caius. Mate? Whoever it is. I am so sorry for them. I have heard stories about Caius being this ruthless king who had no sympathy for human life, much to what my twin brother Carlisle has told me but he did say that Caius did have a love for the arts. Still I never had the chance to even meet the kings or anyone in Volterra, from the time my brother was part of this coven I was in South America exploring as always. The only reason why I'm even in Volterra was because Edward decided he wanted to kill himself for the reason he thought that Bella was dead. Alice brought me along not really telling me why, only said she needed my help.

So now I am here in the throne room staring at the other three kings. I could feel the blonde one staring at me but I avoided eye contact. Aro with his creepy like gaze swiftly moved toward me and my family,

“It is an honor to finally meet the infamous sister of Carlisle, may I?”

He extended his hand and I knew what he wanted. Carlisle told me about Aro, so I obliged without wanting to put the kids in danger. With one touch I relived every thought and memory I have ever had, it was strange seeing everything I have been through flash before my eyes. I pulled my hand away when I heard a slight hiss. It didn't come from Aro but it did leave me curious.

“Magnifico! You will make a wonderful mate to my brother and a perfect addition to this coven”

My eyes widened at his words, what does he mean mate to his brother. ME. Since when? How?

“I beg to pardon?”

“It appears you are the mate to my brother Caius”

No way, the mate to the blonde, I was just badwording him a minute ago and now I'm his mate. Instant karma for me. My eyes then wandered slowly to the blonde and he already had his gaze on me, just from his face I can tell he was displeased with the unraveling events. I felt a small hand grab me and I looked slightly into the eyes of the one I was the closest to, Alice.

“You knew didn't you?”

She looked down and I knew I got my answer, I looked up at Edward who had a flabbergasted look and cling more to Bella. Now I'm starting to think if Carlisle knew about this, did Alice tell him and Esme, my eyes widened slightly at the thought that I might never see my family again. I didn't even want to look at anyone in this room, not even the piercing blood red eyes that belong to my now mate. Aro was the one to break the silence

“Well with that cleared why don't we go on with the plan”

I totally forgot why we were here, I also forgot that Aro was on the verge to kill Bella and as much as I don't really like her, I might as well do one more thing for my family

“That won't be necessary Aro”

The raven head looked at me with a look of curiosity

“Why’s that?”

“What if we made a deal?”

I could literally see the spark or interest in his eyes, he looked like a child who was going to be rewarded with a prize for behaving. He nodded toward me to continue

“You spear my family and I stay”

What surprise me was Caius was the one to speak up next

“No deal, that human is a liability, she knows to much”

I looked at the blonde with narrowed eyes

“What if my family promised to change her soon?”

Nobody dared to talk but Aro piped in

“If they follow through with the promise then we will allow it, but you remain here and they go”

I nodded and then instantly a guard who had such elegance that would put the Greek gods themselves to shame led my family out and I was about to reach out for them when a beast of a man grabbed me. I looked up at the giant and my initial thought for a minute was “Why is he good looking?How can he be so tall and…have muscle in all the right places, again the greek gods themselves would be jealous”, That hiss sound was heard again and the giant let go of me. I looked around the throne room for where that hiss came from but everyone seemed to stand in the same place as before. Aro gave instruction to the twins who I remember my brother told me about, Alec and Jane, to take me to Caius private chambers. At the mention of that I almost wanted to make a run for it. The two led me away and I felt Caius' gaze on me the whole time as I was leaving the room.

Eventually I was left alone in the room, I had to admit it was a lovely room, it did seem fit for a king but also for a man of art. I felt strange being in his room alone, I don't even know the vampire and now I have to be with him for eternity. This is also unfair, why couldn't I at least say goodbye to my brothers kids, I might never see them or my brother again, I just got back from traveling and was set to settle down with my brothers coven for once. I only got 5 years with them. Maybe it's my fault for always wanting to explore and be on my own but life was cut short for me and I never got that chance when I was human.

Mine and Carlisle’s father forbade me to go out without my brother by me, I couldn't even go down the street to get a loaf of bread for dinner alone. Not that I don't love spending time with my

brother, but I always had that curiosity to go be alone and explore the world. Until that fateful day of my ‘death’, it happened after Carlisle was pronounced ‘dead’, and from that father was more strict than ever, I never got a chance to get a breath of fresh air, day and night at home; cleaning, cooking, reading, sewing, and etc. It got repetitive very quickly, so I decided one night to run away. That night I knew my father was away on another vampire hunt, so I knew I would be alone. I packed a small bag and went out by the back door. So far my journey was good, I decided to head off to York, I read books about this town and the gothic architecture was a must see.

I had a good 10 miles away from my home, when it happened, I was walking along this path in the woods when two random men came out of the blue and took advantage of me. They left me there barely breathing and in my growing cold blood. I was minutes away from dying when a familiar face came into my hazyview, I knew who it was and before I could even say his name everything went black. It was not until days later I woke up in a small clearing and Carlisle came into view and explained everything to me. I was glad to see my twin alive but at the same time I was not thrilled with the idea that I had to drink human blood. Me and Carlisle with time discovered the concept of drinking animal blood and that helped. Soon after we were accustomed to the life of vampires we parted ways. I wanted to travel but he wanted to spend time in Italy.

At this moment I wished I stayed with my brother this whole time but then that meant I would have met my mate sooner and would have not met my brother’s coven. My mate…I was always curious to find out who they would be, I could see how my brother and Esme looked at each other, or how my brother’s children looked at their significant other, even Edward for once looked happy. I never knew I would even find them, I spent a lot of time alone and didn't really think about settling down or even finding my mate in this lifetime. I thought for sure I was destined for solitude, but it appears I was destined to be with the ruthless Volturi King.

Speaking about him I didn't even notice he came into the room and was seated in one of his Victorian burgundy styled sofas. I blinked a couple of times to make sure I was not seeing things but he spoke up

“You should really learn to be aware of your surroundings, I even gave you a kiss on the forehead and you didn't even notice or flinched”

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion and I saw he had a slight smirk on his face, he was teasing me. I didn't even know whether to be surprised or pissed at this, in different circumstances I would have joked back. In a blink of an eye he was in front of me, towering over me, I would have looked up at him but I wanted to stand my ground. I felt him lift my chin up and I faced his bright ruby red eyes that seemed so enchanting.

I tried to avoid eye contact but his eyes were like a lure, once you got a glimpse there was no way to look away. He started to lean in until he was inches away from my lips, “keep it together y/n, keep it together y/n”. But then Blondie whispered “Con tempo” and he was gone. I was relieved but at the same time I had a hint of intrigued.

Flashback….

Year 1700 – From the stories I have heard from the townspeople and from our father, they made the vampire life seem so horrible, that a vampire is only seen as a monster. But I have never felt such a peace like state, from being controlled, to losing my brother, to my ‘death’, I finally have forever to be free with my brother. And as of right now me and him are laying in an open field in the outskirts of Italy, gazing at the stars as we have been doing the past 30 years already.

“They had it all wrong, did they not, lyle?”

“I can not say I disagree but you have a point, I would've never pictured our life to turn like this”

Life really has never been better than this moment. I appreciated the times me and Carlisle would spend at night talking about the latest book we read or how we want to further our education in medicine and the arts. I want to travel more but it seems he has other plans. I can sense it.

“Just say it, I know there is something”

In the corner of my eye I saw that he took an unnecessary breath. I knew what he was about to say would hurt me, he always did that when he had to break bad news to me, even when we were little, he always acted like the big brother.

“I was confronted by a coven of Vampires, they call themselves the Volturi, they been around for millennials, they favor the arts and science, and they have more knowledge than any human could ever dream of knowing and they have an impressive collection of books on everything, they offered us a spot into their coven, I said I would talk it out with you first”

I knew he made his decision, I knew this is something he has always wanted to do, he wanted to know more about the background knowledge of Vampires and more on old medicine and arts. Even that intrigued me but that would mean I would have to settle down and live out my life in some coven and stay in one place for eternity.

“Carlisle…you know I would never want to stop you from your education, I was the one who persuaded you to have an interest in the medical field, so I'm not going to be one to hold you back, I would rather die than to stop you from this.”

“I figured you would not want to join, I thought that maybe I would be able to convince you. I don't like being separated from you, your everything I have left of family”

I looked at him with a saddened look

“I know Lyle, but you know I don't like to be contained in one place forever, I need to be out and about, exploring and having the life I never got the chance to have”

He sits up looking out in the open field, I know he really wants me to join him, and I want to but there's still so much to explore still. Sitting up also I extend a hand toward him and a Lily flower bloomed within my hand, he looks at it with awe

“A Lily Flower? Mothers favorite…”

I gave him a small smile “It took me a while to learn how to create it, still not used to having this ability but I only managed to create a Tulip, next time I see you I will show you a whole garden of flowers”

End of Flashback.

We had that conversation over 300 years ago already. Even when we finally did reunite and I lived with him and his coven, I didnt show him what I was working on with the time I was away from him. I am actually outside in the Volturi gardens creating a whole new garden with fresh new flowers that are both rare and exotic but also some common ones. I think what fascinated Aro about my ability is that I can create poisonous flowers that can knock out even the strongest of vampires out cold (I accidentally knocked him out the first month I was here for 5 days straight). And that was already 5 months ago since that “accident”, from that Aro just let me be in the garden alone and doesn't dare interrupt me unless I request his audience.

With my short time here, I actually became close to Marcus. Even though it took a while to get him to talk to me, I caught him in the gardens one day and I saw he was overlooking a dying yellow lily. I instantly healed it, he turned to me slowly with a very small but very pleased look, he mentioned later that it was his late wife's favorite flower. He reminded me of Carlisle, we tend to talk a lot about plants and philosophy, we even had small arguments on certain philosophies. With Aro from the accident I'm still wary about him, he creeps me out sometimes and when he does that one laugh I don't know whether to hold in a laugh or wonder how such a laugh can come out of him. With the elite guards, we are slowly building trust with each other. Just the other day I managed to make Felix and Demetri laugh when I accidentally made an “erotic" looking plant. They reminded me of Emmett and Jasper. As with Jane and Alec, they are still wary of me, but I can see they are starting to warm up to me.

And how can I forget Caius? Having him as a mate has been interesting. I don't see him as often but when I do, he does a tactic of a quick and go. I could be doing something as reading a book in the King's private library when he appears and leaves a longing of his aura and then vanishes. It frustrates me so I decided to just ignore him.

Caius POV:

As soon as Jane came in with our “guest”, I felt a strange pull and was overcomed by the strong smell of roses. It was an addicting smell, I must know who it's coming from. I notice the human and internally I'm thinking “all this dramatic antics for this human? This Cullen boy was all set to end his immortal life because of her?” even I'm not that dramatic. I scanned the rest of the entourage and one of them reassembled as a human sized fairy, she’s almost the polar opposite of Jane. I didn't pay much attention to her for it being one of them caught me completely off guard. My mate… she's breathtaking, just from her looks I can tell she has an eye for art like me. Sadly her eyes are gold like the rest of the Cullen coven but that can easily be changed with time. It was not until Aro said she is Carlisle's twin sister that I lost it internally.

Why is life so unfair? Millenniums of existing and waiting for my mate to come along to find out she's the sister to the one person I absolutely despise . Out of everyone why a Cullen? The minute that “Vegetarian Doctor” left my respect for him vanished. But why is she avoiding eye contact with me? What has that Carlisle said about me? Great, I barely find out she's my mate and she hates me. Why would she hate me? I like to think I'm straightforward and speak my mind without hesitation, what is there not to like about me? I'm also quite dashing myself if I must say, I take a great deal of myself and I at least don't have that weird laugh Aro has.

As if on cue I heard Aro do that said strange laugh and I was snapped out of my thoughts to see Aro was holding her hand to read her thoughts, without a thought I hissed in displeasure. She's my mate, nobody can touch her but I. Have I always been possessive? Didn't think of myself as the possessive type, I'm just being reasonable. I must know what Aro has seen from her, I want to know everything there is to know about her, everything she has seen and done. Hopefully she has not been with another man or even a woman, I'm not judgemental, but it seems I also have a jealous side. What is wrong with me today? I am suddenly having all of these out of character personality, I blame her.

When she offered a deal, my anger took over and I said no deal, even if she said she was going to stay. Of course she's going to stay, she's my mate, in no way was I going to let her walk away after I waited millenniums for her. After my little outburst on her Aro said for Felix to take her to my chambers but the way she looked at him when she was grabbed by him made my eye twitch involuntary, I did that hiss sound and Felix immediately let go.

When the throne room was set for clear I had to go see her up close. When I arrived at my private chambers I noticed she was in a trance like state, as if reliving a past memory. Wanting to respect her I waited it out. She did after a while and that is when I striked first, with my speed I was in front of her gazing down on her, she's more beautiful up close. I think I might like the color amber now, the way her eyes are so full of light and warmth is so wonderful to witness. I leaned in thinking I might kiss her but I decided to tease her. I want her to be the one to break first even if I'm already secretly hopelessly falling for her.

Y/n POV

It has been a very confusing couple of weeks. I think I'm conflicted with whether I should keep ignoring Caius by not being flirty in return like he has been with me or should I just reciprocate the same behavior toward him. Trust me I do want to get out of this weird faze we are dealing with but the way that man is so bipolar sometimes is astonishing to witness. Our latest incident resulted in Felix and Demetri carrying me out of the library while Aro and Marcus consulted with Caius. The funny thing is Caius walked in all suave and flirty.

“You know I always find it difficult to look at you without falling in love with you”

Not wanting to give him a satisfaction that his words made me feel a certain way, I brushed him off

“So don't look at me, it's that simple”

“That simple? Have you no idea that when I look at you, all of the beautiful work you do in the gardens is put to shame with your beauty, how your voice is sweeter than the richest of blood, or how your eyes have conquered me?” he scoffs “As if that's simple amore”

I shut my book and set it on the table already getting sick and tired of his little suppose clever tactic to get me to confess my undying love to him

“You know you walk in here all suave and seductive or whatever you call this, and then you leave before I can say anything, in the 4 months I have been here, not once have you sat down with me and had a full on conversation with me”

“Well i'm a king, im busy, I have matters to take care of, things you would not know how to deal with”

Now it was my turn to scoff at him

“Busy? With what? I have talked with Marcus and he says you mostly are in the throne room looking at old text that I bet you have read at least a thousand times so far, your just avoiding me because i'm a Cullen, I am well aware you despise my brother and his coven”

That for sure shut him up but unfortunately what I said fuelled his anger.

“How dare you speak to me like that! Conspiring behind my back with my own brother! I have done nothing but be patient with you and been a great mate to you!?”

How can he say such a thing about being a great mate when there are times I don't see him for days and when he does appear it's only for a couple of minutes.

“You are unbelievable, you being a great mate to me? How can you say that when one) I don't even see you that often. two) you haven't even bothered to talk about actual things instead you seduce me and three) you just assume every time you flirt with me that I like it or I will return the favor. Well news flash I don't like it, maybe my brother was right about you”

Using his vampire speed he was up in my face in an instant glaring down on me, I might not be able to read his thoughts but just with his eyes you can see how pissed he is.

“Your brother!! Are you also conspiring with him about me behind my back! Some mate you are to me. I have been patient with you, I have been all sweet talk with you. How am I supposed to know what you like and don't like if you never speak up, I was starting to think you are mute”

I could now feel my own anger rising at his words

“Well maybe if you actually took time in your supposed busy day to sit down and talk to me I would start to open up to you and be more affectionate with you but I never say anything because you always vanish in a blink of an eye. Your so childish for doing that, hiding from someone who is a whole foot shorter than you, pathetic”

In all of my decades of existing as a Vampire, I have never been caught off guard until now. I was in a literal chokehold as I was kissed deeply by Caius. WAIT he's kissing me? H-how did this even happen? I was absolutely horrified by the turn of events. My reflexes finally kicked in I pushed him away roughly from me and I took several steps away from him. How dare he kiss me like that without my permission? Who the fuck does he think he is to even do such an action on me? To add to that, the freaking blonde had a small smirk but his eyes held a bit of pain and shock. I haven't the slightest idea of what to do next, I won't lie and say I didn't enjoy the kiss but I didn't want our first kiss to be like this.

We just stood in silence, I wanted to say something but I don't know what exactly, I must have been too deep in thought because when I looked up he was gone.

A/N: Ooooo cliffhanger, I had to do it, part two will come out at some point (to be honest I have not started to work on it yet but I have a basic idea of how it will end).

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g3tinl0ser · 3 months ago

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MASTERLIST

Trailing behind Alice, Bella, Edward, and the imposing Volturi guard, an undercurrent of annoyance gnaws at you, sharp and unrelenting. The ancient corridors echo with the sound of your reluctant footsteps, each one amplifying the frustration that simmers within. You can’t help but chastise yourself, coming here was a mistake. Edward, once the axis around your world, no longer holds your heart in his grasp. Whatever lingering affection remained has evaporated, leaving behind only irritation and indifference. You silently berate yourself for being dragged into his mess, a mess you want no part of.

The absurdity of it all strikes you like a cruel joke. Edward’s theatrics, born from his misplaced devotion to Bella, feel almost comical if they weren’t so infuriating. He, the once-composed and logical Edward, has spiraled into a kind of melodrama that borders on embarrassing. Watching him unravel is painful, but not in the way it once would have been. Your heart doesn’t ache for him, it aches from the sheer exasperation of witnessing someone you once admired crumble under the weight of his own foolishness.

And then there’s the Volturi, their cold, predatory gazes dissecting everything in their path. Their presence is suffocating, casting a long shadow over the already volatile emotions swirling in the air. You glance at Edward, incredulous at how far he’s allowed himself to fall. How could someone who once seemed so steady and rational succumb to this mess? The thought stings, though not in the way it might have years ago. It stings like secondhand embarrassment, like watching someone fall while you’re too far away to catch them, and realizing you no longer want to.

Still, you press forward. Whether out of a sense of obligation, the remnants of your once-deep connection, or the flicker of hope that maybe this will somehow lead to reconciliation with the Cullens, you can’t quite say. Maybe helping Edward will buy you some kind of peace. Maybe when it’s all over, you’ll return home with Alice and Edward, and you can finally move on. Separate lives. No more entanglements.

But as you approach the grand doors of the Volturi’s throne room, the strange tugging sensation in your chest intensifies, sharp and insistent, as though pulling you toward something, or someone. Each step makes it harder to ignore. The hallways, lined with ancient tapestries and flickering torches, seem to hum with energy, whispering secrets you can’t quite decipher. The air feels charged, heavy with something you can’t name, and your unease grows.

Edward and Alice exchange frequent glances, their eyes flicking back to you with a mixture of concern and apprehension. It’s as if they’re silently debating something, their unspoken words only adding to your anxiety. What are they not telling you? Do they regret bringing you here? The thought claws at you, planting seeds of doubt that threaten to unravel your resolve.

You try to shake it off, focusing instead on the task at hand. Just get through this. Help Edward. Go home. That’s the plan. And yet, a gnawing worry takes root in the back of your mind. What if things don’t work out the way you hope? What if Alice and Edward don’t want you to come home at all?

The tug in your chest tightens as the grand doors creak open, revealing the shadowed expanse of the Volturi’s throne room. The flickering torchlight dances against the cold marble, and an air of foreboding settles over you. Whatever lies ahead, you can’t shake the feeling that your carefully laid plans are about to fall apart, and that nothing will ever be the same again.

The moment you crossed the threshold into the throne room, it was as if the air itself shifted, thickening with an almost tangible weight. The grandeur of the space barely registered as a sudden, audible gasp shattered the oppressive silence. All eyes turned to Marcus, one of the ancient and unshakable leaders of the Volturi, whose stoic mask had cracked in a way no one had ever witnessed. His sharp intake of breath reverberated like a thunderclap, freezing you mid-step.

For centuries, Marcus had been the embodiment of detachment, his presence cold and distant. But now, he was moving toward you with an urgency that bordered on desperation. The entire room seemed to hold its breath, the guards and even Aro momentarily stunned into silence by the sheer anomaly of Marcus’s reaction.

His dark eyes, wide and glistening with an emotion so foreign it was nearly unrecognizable, locked onto you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. You could feel it then, something alive in the air between you, a presence that had been dormant until this very moment.

Marcus's voice broke through the suffocating silence, trembling with disbelief. “The soulmate string,” he whispered, the words so soft they should have vanished into the air, yet they echoed like a bell tolling in the distance.

Your gaze followed his, drawn by something primal and magnetic, until you saw it, a shimmering thread of light, delicate yet unyielding, stretching from your chest to Caius, Marcus’s soul brother. The string pulsed with a rhythm that mirrored your own heartbeat, radiating an ancient energy that defied comprehension.

Gasps rippled through the room as Marcus’s gift allowed everyone to glimpse it, just for a moment, a bond that transcended centuries, lifetimes, and even the laws of their immortal existence. The thread shimmered like starlight, golden and iridescent, before it faded from view, leaving only the weight of its presence behind.

You couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. The realization struck you like a tidal wave, drowning out every thought, every emotion, except for the overwhelming certainty of what you had just witnessed. This was not coincidence. This was destiny.

Caius’s piercing gaze locked onto yours, his usual icy demeanor faltering as something unspoken passed between you. His jaw tightened, his expression a storm of resistance and disbelief, but his eyes betrayed him, beneath the veneer of control, they burned with recognition.

The room seemed to shrink, the weight of the moment pressing down on everyone present. The air crackled with tension, the ancient stone walls bearing witness to a revelation that could alter the course of everything.

For the first time in your existence, you felt truly seen, tethered to something greater than yourself. And as the silence stretched on, thick and electric, you knew with absolute certainty that nothing in your life, or Caius’s, would ever be the same again.

Caius rises, his piercing gaze locked onto yours with an intensity that feels almost tangible. His eyes are a storm, swirling with conflict, surprise, and a recognition so profound it roots you to the spot. For thousands of years, he has wondered if this moment would ever come, if he would ever find you, his soulmate, the one destined to stand by his side. Yet now, here you are, bearing the name Cullen, the family he has long despised.

The weight of Caius’s internal struggle is palpable. He has yearned for you across centuries, imagining the day he would finally find the one who was meant for him. But this? You, a Cullen, aligned with a family whose compassion for humans and rejection of traditional vampire ways stand in stark defiance of everything he believes, are the cruel twist of fate he never anticipated. To Caius, the Cullens are a rebellion against the natural order, a thorn in the side of the Volturi’s authority. And now, you, the embodiment of everything he has resented, are bound to him by an unbreakable, cosmic force.

The air in the throne room grows heavier, the space between you charged with unspoken tension. It feels as though the world around you has fallen away, leaving only the two of you, locked in this moment of revelation. The soulmate bond hums between you like a living thing, an undeniable force that refuses to be ignored. Neither of you can escape the truth, your fates are now intertwined, bound by something greater than centuries of hatred or ideology.

Caius’s steely resolve falters, if only for a heartbeat. His icy demeanor softens, the ancient walls he’s built around himself cracking ever so slightly. He takes a tentative step toward you, his movements slow, deliberate, as if the very act of approaching is a battle against everything he has ever known. In his eyes, there is the faintest glimmer of hope, hope that perhaps this bond, so unexpected and profound, holds the promise of something greater than hatred. Greater even than the Volturi.

But the moment is shattered.

Edward moves like a flash, his hand gripping your arm as he pulls you behind him, his protective instincts blazing to life. You stumble into Bella, who catches you, her own discomfort evident as Edward’s arm shields you both. The gesture is meant to protect, but all it does is ignite your frustration. You glare at him, your irritation bubbling beneath the surface, but Edward is unyielding, his posture radiating defiance.

The tension in the room becomes suffocating, every Volturi guard now on high alert. Their eyes, crimson and calculating, dart between Edward and Caius, anticipating the slightest provocation. The atmosphere teeters on the edge of violence, the unspoken threat hanging heavy in the air.

Caius freezes mid-step, his expression darkening as his gaze locks onto Edward. The air around him seems to chill, and when he speaks, his voice is a low, venomous growl. “Release her.”

The words are simple, yet they drip with menace, each syllable a dagger aimed at Edward. Caius’s tone is quiet but commanding, the kind of threat that doesn’t need to be raised to be understood. “Now.”

Edward stands firm, his body a barrier between you and Caius. His golden eyes, usually so warm, are hard as steel, his jaw set in a way that leaves no room for negotiation. “She’s not going anywhere with you,” Edward replies, his voice steady but sharp, laced with a challenge that dares Caius to make a move.

The room feels like it might explode under the weight of the unspoken war brewing between the two vampires. The soulmate bond thrums in the background, invisible to all but you and Caius, a reminder of the truth neither of you can escape. This is a turning point, and every choice from here on will determine the shape of the future, for you, for Caius, and for everyone standing in this room.

Bella, sensing the weight of the moment, edged closer to Edward, her movements hesitant but deliberate. The room itself seemed to hold its breath, the ancient stone walls standing as silent witnesses to the standoff unfolding before them. Every second felt suspended, stretched thin by the sheer magnitude of what was happening. It was clear this encounter would not end easily. The balance of power was as fragile as glass, and one wrong move could shatter it entirely.

Yet amidst the tension and the impending chaos, a single thought consumed you, looping in your mind like a mantra.

He left you.

He chose Bella.

So why is he now standing between you and your mate?

The question burned in your chest, its weight pressing harder than Edward's arm pinning you behind him. Your mind reeled, a storm of emotions swirling, betrayal, anger, confusion, and the faintest spark of clarity. The tension in the air thickened, but your focus shifted. The Volturi guard, legendary for their ruthless efficiency, didn’t seem poised to attack. Their postures were rigid, yes, but not with malevolence. Instead, their stance radiated caution, their eyes darting between you and Edward, who held you in place with a grip that felt more suffocating than protective.

Why were they standing guard like this? Why weren’t they advancing?

And then, a startling realization gripped you: the fear you’d carried all these years, the fear of the Volturi, was born entirely from stories. Stories told by Edward. Stories designed to paint them as monsters. But you’d never met them before today. And now, here they were, standing in their own halls, their power undeniable, yet their actions… tempered. They had refused to kill Edward. How monstrous could they truly be?

Edward’s voice cut through the haze, sharp and urgent. “You don’t understand. They’re dangerous. You can’t trust them.” Alice chimed in, her tone pleading. “They’ll destroy you. They’ll destroy all of us.”

But their words rang hollow. Their voices, once a source of comfort, now felt like static against the growing clarity in your mind. You weren’t sure when it happened, when their warnings lost their weight. But as you turned your gaze toward Caius, the truth settled over you like the calm after a storm.

Caius.

The realization hit like a bolt of lightning. This wasn’t just some ancient, ruthless vampire king. He was your mate. Your mate. The bond between you thrummed with an energy you couldn’t ignore, couldn’t deny. It was deeper, more profound, more unbreakable than anything you had ever known.

You studied him, truly seeing him for the first time. His fierce demeanor, the sharpness in his gaze, the rigid set of his jaw, they all spoke of power, of authority. And yet, there was something else there. A flicker of concern, raw and unguarded, etched into his face. His crimson eyes, though intense, held no malice when they met yours. Instead, they reflected a quiet but unmistakable truth: you were his.

And for the first time since stepping into this room, you felt something you hadn’t expected. Not fear. Not panic.

Calm.

It settled over you like a gentle tide, washing away the confusion and fear Edward’s presence stirred within you. Something fundamental had shifted, clicked into place. You weren’t Edward’s to protect. You weren’t Edward’s at all.

As you glanced toward Caius, the tether between you seemed to pull tighter, drawing you toward him in a way that felt as natural as breathing. This wasn’t a choice. This wasn’t something you could fight. This was fate. And for the first time in what felt like an eternity, you were ready to embrace it.

Caius’s crimson eyes locked onto yours, and for a fleeting moment, something unexpected flickered within them, worry. It was a stark contrast to the aura of cold brutality he was known for. Yet even in his concern, there was no softness, no vulnerability. Instead, his gaze was sharp, possessive, and unyielding, like a predator daring anyone to challenge what was his.

He stepped forward, each movement deliberate and calculated, exuding an air of restrained power. Though he moved cautiously, his presence was anything but hesitant. The room seemed to tense with each step he took, the weight of his authority pressing against everyone present. Caius didn’t need to speak to command attention; his presence alone was enough to silence the space.

Behind you, Edward’s grip tightened, his fingers digging into your arm in a futile attempt to hold you back. The act felt less protective now and more desperate, an attempt to keep something he had no right to claim. Trusting the instincts that guided you, you wrenched free from Edward’s grasp, his protests fading into the background as you stepped toward Caius. The pull between you was magnetic, undeniable, a force greater than yourself.

For the first time in what felt like forever, clarity settled over you. Your path had irrevocably changed. And with Caius by your side, you were ready to face whatever awaited.

Caius’s eyes never left yours as you approached, his expression unreadable but intense. When you stopped just a few steps from him, he did something no one in the room could have expected, he knelt.

The gathered vampires froze, their shock palpable. Caius, the most ruthless and feared of the Volturi kings, knelt before you. His voice, normally sharp enough to cut through stone, dropped to a tone that was both reverent and dangerous. “I vow,” he began, the words laced with power, “to protect you for eternity. No one, no one, will come before you or between us. My life, my resources, my strength, everything I have is yours.”

The sincerity in his tone was chilling, not because it softened him, but because it made the weight of his promise all the more terrifying. Here was a creature of destruction, a king who had lived centuries drenched in blood, pledging himself entirely to you.

The room seemed to hold its collective breath as Aro and Marcus exchanged delighted glances, their faces lit with approval. They, better than anyone, understood the gravity of what Caius had just done. This wasn’t merely a declaration; it was a binding vow from one of the most dangerous beings in existence.

Caius rose with a lethal grace, his attention shifting from you to Edward. His expression darkened, the softness from moments ago replaced by a glacial fury. His gaze bore into Edward, sharp enough to make even the bravest falter.

“Edward,” Caius said, his voice cold and venomous, “take your human and leave. You should know when to step aside.”

The threat wasn’t spoken, but it hung thickly in the air, saturating every word. It wasn’t just a suggestion, it was a warning, a challenge. The unspoken promise of what would happen should Edward ignore it crackled like electricity in the silence.

Edward’s jaw tightened, his golden eyes darting to Bella, who clung to him with fear etched into her face. For a moment, he looked like he might argue, might challenge the king standing before him. But Caius took a step forward, his presence radiating such overwhelming authority and menace that Edward instinctively stepped back, pulling Bella closer.

“You don’t belong here,” Caius said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl. “And you will not stand in my way.” The room seemed to tremble with the finality of his words. For a moment, there was only silence, heavy and oppressive, before Edward finally turned, pulling Bella toward the exit. His retreat, though reluctant, was inevitable. Against Caius, even Edward knew he stood no chance.

As the doors closed behind them, Caius turned back to you, his gaze softening ever so slightly as it met yours again. The storm within him calmed, replaced by something just as intense but infinitely more profound.

“You’re mine,” he said, the words carrying not just a declaration but a promise, and a warning.

And in that moment, surrounded by the power and danger of the Volturi, you knew he was right

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kimi240302 · 30 days ago

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Come back to me Part 4

A/N: Before you read this, I want you to know that my native language is different. So I am very sorry for any mistake. Nevertheless, I hope you will like my story and enjoy it.

Summary: The love story between Alec Volturi and Y/N Swan, was an unexpected one. Both didn't know what to make of each other when they found out they were soul mates. But they worked on it and created a beautiful strong love that not even Bella's hatred for the Volturi could destroy. But as in any good love story, tragedy was impossible to avoid in theirs. It came as unexpectedly as their love itself, and made the Cullens and Bella seem to win, while Alec and the Volturi were losing their light in the darkness.

Alec Volturi x Swan!Female!reader

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" The light in her eyes was stolen by the sadness in her heart" - d.s.

“You actually leave your room for once!” Y/N closed her eyes and smiled faintly. She didn't turn to the voice, however and continued to look at the snow-covered landscape in front of her. “I couldn't stand it in my room anymore. After all, I've already spent a year there and look what it's done to me?” Rosalie stopped next to the young girl in the clearing. “I'm glad to see you out here. I couldn't see you like this anymore, shut off from everyone and everything in your room.” Silence fell between the two of them, and Rosalie took advantage of this to take a closer look at Y/N. She had lost weight, her cheeks were sunken and the sparkle in her eyes had disappeared. But the blonde-haired girl had to smile slightly when she saw what Y/N was holding in her hand. “What are you going to do with your portfolio?”

The woman looked down at the black portfolio in her hands. Y/N had to admit that she had forgotten all about it and the reason why she had come to the meadow. The sight that presented itself to her, the fields, the air and the snowflakes that trickled down on her had distracted her. After all, Y/N was seeing all of this for the first time, otherwise she had only ever looked out her room window, which she now regretted, for the beauty spread out before her was nothing compared to the small glimpse she had from this small window. Y/N looked back at the woman she had grown to love like a sister.

“Do you want to hear the truth?”

Rosalie nodded warily, not sure if she really wanted to hear it. After all, she partly blamed herself for the state the young girl had been stuck in for a year. “I know I had a path before the accident. A goal that I was following.” Tears came to Y/N's eyes, but she didn't let them run down her face, she had already cried enough. “I know I had my future planned out. I know I had big plans and was looking forward to the future.” The young girl turned to the blonde-haired vampire. “Now when I only try to think about my future, I feel like something is holding me back, something I might find in my lost memory. But no matter how hard I try, I do not remember! This feeling of having lost something that seems so important to me breaks me every day and I don't know what I can do about it.”

Rosalie watched Y/N lose her fight against the tears, wiping them from her cheeks, angry with herself and the world. “Damn, it's like someone hit the damn pause button for a whole fucking year. I don't understand why, Rosalie! It hurts, so much. I want nothing but to be alive. But this feeling of having lost something of myself in these vanished memories keeps me from moving on with my life.”

The young woman looked back at the portfolio sadly. She opened it carefully and flicked through it. It broke Rosalie's heart to see her like this. She had always been against the idea of interfering in Y/N's life in this way. But she had promised her father. A promise that still ran down her lungs like poison.

The blonde-haired woman approaches Y/N, who was still engrossed in her drawings. She carefully placed her hands on the young woman's shoulder. “Why are you up here Y/N?” Turning her head to Rosalie, Y/N spoke in a low voice, “To get closure. I can't hold on to the past anymore. I can't wait for my memories to come back out of nowhere anymore. I have to finally live my life again. Otherwise it will be on pause forever.”

They both looked deep into each other's eyes.

Rosalie removed her hands from Y/N's shoulders and took a step back. The blonde nodded in agreement. With a deep breath, Y/N closed her eyes. She took the first drawing from her portfolio. She opened her eyes again and looked at it closely. The outline of a face she didn't know and probably never would, that haunted her every night, while the features remained hidden from her.

She lifted the drawing into the air, tears beginning to stream down her face again as her grip on the drawing tightened. Rosalie stepped beside her again, “Shall I go.” Y/N shook her head. “I don't want to do this alone.” The blonde-haired girl nodded. “Why is it so hard?” “Because it was the only thing that kept you alive last year. But Y/N, it's time to let go.” “I know.”

With these words, Y/N let go of the drawing. The two friends watched as the sheet was carried out into the wide world by a gust of wind. They repeated this until there was only one drawing left. Rosalie put her hand over Y/N as she was about to take it out of the folder. “Keep the last one, you might need it one day. Like to remind you what a deep hole you fought your way out of.” Y/N nodded and closed the folder.

“Why did you follow me?” Y/N interrupted the renewed silence between the two of them. “I wanted to give you something. As I said, I couldn't stand to see you wasting away in your room any longer. So I thought I'd give you a little push in the right direction.” She pulled out the envelope she had hidden in her pocket and handed it to the confused-looking Y/N.

The young woman took the envelope, but when she recognized the emblem on the letter, her eyes grew wide and her hands began to tremble. “Rosalie, what have you done?” “I took the liberty of making a folder out of all your drawings and sending it to the school you always wanted to go to. I didn't open it, but they would be idiots not to take you.”

Y/N pressed the black portfolio, which she was still clutching tightly, into Rosalie's hand and tore open the envelope at the same time. She hungrily took in each letter one by one. Then she lowered the letter and looked at Rosalie with wide eyes. “The School of Arts in Rome, wants me! I'm in!” Y/N jumped into Rosalie's arms. Rosalie hadn't expected it and fell into the snow with Y/N. Neither of them seemed to care though. Y/N hugged Rosalie a little tighter, “Thank you!” “For what?” “For never giving up on me!” “Never!”

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“I'm going to Rome!” Y/N shouted not a second later as she entered the Cullen house. The family, who had just gathered in the living room to discuss a trip, were all looking at each other in confusion. “What do you mean?” Bella got up from the couch, picked up the letter from her sister and read it. “I have to pack. Alice, Rosalie you'll help me, won't you?” Without waiting for an answer, Y/N ran up the stairs to her room. “How?” Bella looked around in confusion. “I sent in her drawings. It's time for Y/N to find her own way. Accept it or leave it. You can't stop it either way.” Rosalie turned away from Bella and walked up the stairs. Happy to see Y/N with life energy again.

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“Say what's on your mind, brother.” Caius was busy putting the last drawing pads on the tables in his classroom. “You're the one of us who hates humans the most and yet you've been teaching them art for a year, why?” Aro sat down in Caius' teacher's chair while Marcus simply stood at the window and looked out. Demetri, Afton, Felix and Chelsea stood at the front door, keeping watch, even though none of the humans that were about to come were a threat to their masters.

“First of all, there are new students today. I'm starting my first class of my own.” Caius placed the last block and straightened up to look at Aro. “Everyone has dealt with her disappearance differently brother. She has changed my view slightly. I honor her memory by sharing my knowledge of the art with others.”

Even after a year, every single Volturi found it hard to say Y/N's name and yet everyone had begun something to honor her, even if most didn't always show it. Aro nodded in understanding, stood up and clapped his hands. “We'll leave you to it then. Your students should be here any moment.” Caius nodded, but didn't really listen anymore. Marcus turned to Caius to say something to him too, but a knock interrupted him.

“Come in,” Caius called out, trying to put on his best smile. However, when the door opened, the smile fell from his face, while every Volturi present couldn't believe their eyes. Y/N clutched her folder tighter in her hand as she entered the room. She was unsettled as several pairs of eyes stared at her. “Sorry…” She cleared her throat, “Is this Professor Caius Volturi's class?”

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volturissideslut · 4 months ago

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Hiii I hope you're doing well and taking care of yourself!

I wanted to ask for a Volturi kings (poly or separate) with a mate who's hyperfixated on something and forgetting basic necessities like eating and drinking and stuff! Just how they'd help and deal with it

This may be spurred on by the fact that I've been hyperfixated on cars (lego cars and just model cars) and haven't slept for over 2 days straight 😭😭

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘

"Cara Mia, please" Aro implores. Desperation creeps it's ugly tentacles around his throat as he all but begs you to put down the fucking lego titanic model. "It's been three days. Come eat, come lay with me and-"

"-Yes" interrupts Caius, needy for you bet equally worried for your wellbeing. "yes tesoro, it is time you feed, time you look up from that- that- plastic!" He says the word with such disgust, in such an accusational manner you would believe the clipped together blocks of lego had murdered his you in front of him out of spite.

Marcus huffs under his breath and pushes Caius (and his dramatics) to the side. He crouches down to your eye level from the seat you had been on and gives you such soft eyes. "What my brothers mean to say," he glances behind himself to where they stand and then looks right back at you, "is that we miss you. And we're worried about you. Did you even notice it's been three days?"

And to Marcus you give in, putting down the pieces in your hands and giving him your full attention. He basks in it for a moment, smug, knowing he'd won already. "Has it really been three days?" You ask, genuinely confused. Just how long had you been building these ships?

When Caius hisses out a secretly upset yet that just comes out as irritated, you stand and kiss the top of Marcus' head. The brunette man finally stands and grins at having snapped you out of whatever trance you were apparently in. Aro zooms forward and takes you into his arms, hilding you close to his chest and giving you a swift kiss. When you pull back you happen to notice a certain blond with his arms crossed and lips pouted, like he's ready to throw a tantrum.

"I'm sorry my love" you say, taking the few steps it takes over to him and cupping his face in your hands. His resolve crumbles completely in that instant and he finds himself melting in to you. You pepper some kisses into his face and all is forgiven. Temptingly, his teeth drag alongside your marbled neck and you feel Aro and Marcus sandwich you in from behind.

"Now how about I find us a little snack to share?"

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zapreportsblog · 2 years ago

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Hello. Can you make an obsessive Volturi Kings and female fairy or elf reader?

❝our little fairy❞

✭ pairing : yandere poly volturi king x reader

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : (y/n) is a tree spirit who was out exploring one day when she flies into the broad chest of Felix volturi, curious on her being he takes her back to his kings where a bond is formed between the three leaders and their little fairy.

✭ twilight masterlist 2

In a hidden corner of the ancient woodland, bathed in the soft, golden glow of the setting sun, a tiny woodland fairy (Y/N) flitted gracefully through the air. She was no larger than a dandelion puff, her iridescent wings shimmering with each delicate flutter. Her mission this evening was simple - to gather boggle cap tops and fragrant flowers to adorn her cozy little home nestled within the hollow of an ancient oak tree.

(Y/N) darted from one flower to another, her laughter like the tinkling of a distant wind chime. With nimble fingers, she plucked the petals of a dew-kissed wildflower, all the while imagining how they would brighten her tiny abode. Lost in her world of flora and whimsy, she didn't notice the towering figure of a man approaching.

Felix, a formidable vampire with rippling muscles and a chiseled jawline, moved through the forest with an eerie grace that belied his imposing presence. He was on a solitary walk, deep in thought, when an unexpected gust of wind swept (Y/N) off course. With a gasp, she collided with his chest, knocking the wind out of her, quite literally.

Startled, Felix instinctively reached out to catch whatever had just crashed into him. In his massive, open palm, he found himself holding the tiniest being he had ever seen. A creature so delicate, so ethereal, it could only be the stuff of legends.

"What a surprise we have here," Felix mused, his voice a deep rumble that (Y/N) felt rather than heard. He marveled at the tiny being he held, her translucent wings fluttering desperately to regain her composure.

(Y/N), on the other hand, was equally awestruck. Her wide, sparkling eyes took in the towering figure before her, his crimson eyes and pale skin telling her all she needed to know. She had heard tales of vampires, creatures of the night, but had never imagined she would encounter one up close.

As Felix examined her with a mix of curiosity and amusement, they both spoke in unison, their voices overlapping in a bizarre coincidence. "What are you?"

Their synchronized query left them momentarily dumbfounded, but it was Felix who broke the silence. "I'm a vampire," he declared, his gaze locked on her. "Now then, what are you?"

(Y/N) gathered her composure and replied, "I'm a fairy," her tiny voice ringing with a mixture of pride and wonder.

Felix's lips curled into a wry smile as he considered the possibilities. "Interesting," he murmured. "My masters, the Volturi Kings, would probably want to meet you. Would you be willing to accompany me to them?"

(Y/N) hesitated for only a moment before nodding. She had always been curious about the world beyond her woodland home, and this encounter promised an adventure unlike any she had ever imagined. With a sense of anticipation, she remained perched in the palm of Felix's hand as he set off on a journey that would change both their lives forever.

Felix returned to the imposing fortress of the Volturi, the ancient stone walls and eerie silence of the place contrasting sharply with the vibrant world from which he had come. In the palm of his hand, nestled amidst the swirl of his dark cloak, (Y/N) clung to a strand of his clothing, her heart aflutter with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

As Felix entered the grand hall where the three Volturi kings resided, his voice echoed through the cavernous chamber. "Masters, I bring you a most extraordinary guest."

Aro, the ancient and charismatic leader of the Volturi, turned his crimson eyes toward Felix, his features alight with curiosity. Marcus, the somber and introspective king, regarded Felix with a gaze as penetrating as the shadows that clung to him. Caius, the most imposing of the three with a demeanor as cold as ice, observed the proceedings with an air of detached indifference.

Felix recounted the story of his chance encounter with the tiny fairy, (Y/N), and how their simultaneous question had sparked this unusual alliance. As he spoke, Marcus, the most attuned to emotions among the Volturi, felt a peculiar sensation. It was like the faint stirrings of a bond he hadn't experienced in centuries.

The bond, however, was not limited to him alone. As Marcus delved deeper into the sensation, he realized that it extended, tendrils of emotion, reaching out to touch not only him but also Aro and Caius. It was as if this tiny being in Felix's palm had ignited a connection that bound them together.

Marcus met Aro's gaze, and without words, he conveyed his discovery. Aro's eyes widened with intrigue, and he nodded in understanding. Caius, on the other hand, seemed indifferent to the revelation.

With an air of expectation, Aro approached Felix and the small fairy. He extended a slender hand, and Felix carefully transferred (Y/N) into Aro's palm. The fairy stood there, her heart pounding, as Aro examined her with a bemused expression.

"Interesting," Aro murmured, his voice a velvety whisper. "Such a rare and exquisite creature."

Caius, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't resist the pull of curiosity any longer. He reached out and gently cupped (Y/N) in his hand, his cold skin contrasting with her warmth. Her miniature form seemed even smaller against his massive palm, but she held her composure, her wide eyes flitting between the three kings.

Caius, Aro, and Marcus leaned in, their expressions filled with fascination as they admired the tiny fairy before them. And just as (Y/N) had marveled at their vampiric beauty, she found herself flustered yet enchanted by the kings' ethereal grace and handsomeness.

With her heart fluttering like a hummingbird's wings, (Y/N) realized that her adventure had taken an unexpected turn. She was now the center of attention among the most powerful vampires in existence, and the enchantment of their world was beginning to weave its magic around her in ways she could never have imagined.

Aro, the enigmatic leader of the Volturi, continued to study (Y/N) with fascination as she now stood in the palm of his hand. Her ethereal beauty and innocence intrigued him, and he couldn't help but find her presence captivating.

With an air of gentleness that contrasted with his usual demeanor, Aro began to speak to (Y/N). "My dear, I must explain that we are not like the creatures you are familiar with. We are vampires, though I’m sure our guard felix told you of our species. We vampires are immortal beings who feed on blood to survive."

(Y/N), who had never heard of vampires or their dark nature, simply nodded, assuming Aro was merely explaining his kind to her. "I see," she replied, her voice tinged with curiosity. "I am a woodland fairy, a guardian of the forest. We live in harmony with nature, nurturing the plants and creatures that inhabit our realm."

Marcus, the quieter and more introspective of the Volturi kings, couldn't help but feel sympathy for the tiny fairy. He decided to share another piece of information that would undoubtedly surprise her. "You see, (Y/N), there's something else you should know. Vampires have mates, like soulmates. It's a bond that goes beyond our understanding."

(Y/N) furrowed her tiny brow, not quite comprehending. "Mates? I've never heard of such a thing among my kind. We exist to protect and preserve the balance of the forest, but we don't have mates."

Caius, the most imposing of the Volturi kings, leaned in closer to (Y/N) and explained in a surprisingly gentle tone, "Mates are like soulmates as Marcus has said, and you just so happen to be ours therefore our souls are now linked to your existence, and we can't let you leave."

Confusion welled up within (Y/N). She loved the forest and being with nature, and the thought of not returning to her home saddened her. The three kings, sensitive to her emotions, proposed a solution.

Aro spoke, "We can build you a small house in our garden. You can be close to nature, and we can be close to you."

Although it was a generous offer, (Y/N) couldn't help but question it. "But why can't I go back to my home in the forest?"

Aro, ever the strategist, decided to stretch the truth to ensure her compliance. "The further you are from your mate, the weaker it makes the vampires. Eventually, it could even lead to our demise."

Hearing this, (Y/N) was filled with concern for her newfound friends. She didn't want to be the cause of their suffering. With a heavy heart, she agreed to stay in the garden with them, trusting their words.

Aro turned his attention to Alec and Jane, two of his loyal guards. "Alec, Jane, please retrieve the things from (Y/N)'s little house in the forest. We will make her feel at home here."

As the two vampires departed on their mission, (Y/N) couldn't shake the feeling that her life had taken an unexpected turn, and the enigmatic bond with these vampire kings would forever alter her existence.

The Volturi kings watched with a mixture of relief and elation as (Y/N) agreed to stay with them in their garden. The fact that they didn't have to resort to force or Chelsea’s manipulation abilities, filled them with a sense of contentment they rarely experienced. To them, she was more than just a rare and beautiful creature; she was their perfect mate.

As (Y/N) spoke animatedly about where she would place her belongings in the garden and how she would decorate it to fit her needs, the kings sat in a contemplative silence. Dark thoughts swirled in their minds like a storm on the horizon.

Aro, with his uncanny ability to see into the future, envisioned a world where (Y/N) would never leave their side. He saw himself as her protector, ensuring that she would never be harmed by anyone, and those who dared to threaten her would face the full extent of his wrath.

Marcus, whose empathy allowed him to sense the emotions of others, felt a growing sense of possessiveness towards (Y/N). He couldn't bear the thought of her being with anyone else, and the idea of her happiness being dependent on them was intoxicating.

Caius, who had always been the most cold and ruthless of the trio, surprised even himself with the intensity of his feelings for (Y/N). He imagined a future where they would be inseparable, where he would be her shelter from the world, and where anyone who dared to hurt her would face a punishment beyond measure.

Their fixation on (Y/N) was all-consuming, and they couldn't help but revel in the darkness of their desires. To them, she was the embodiment of perfection, the one they had longed for, and they were willing to do whatever it took to ensure she would never leave their side.

As (Y/N) continued to share her plans for her new life in the garden, the Volturi kings sat in silence, their minds filled with possessive thoughts and an unwavering determination to keep her with them, no matter the cost.

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Caius around others: I’m a boss ass bitch and whoever talks to me is catching my fists.

Caius around Y/N: I. Am. A. Baby. And I cannot be left alone. I need you to hug me. And give me kisses. And your full attention. It would also be a good idea if you carried me. And feed me. I’m so innocent. And cute. And precious. Take care of me.

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raven-black102 · 9 days ago

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Strange Mates

Imagine being Bella's older sister that goes to Italy to bring her back home. Unknowingly she is the soul mate of King Caius Volturi as he is her imprent. Reader refuses to believe it and turns to a wolf and took the Cullen's and Bella out and back home. Reader end up being in excruciating pain because she away from her imprint. King Caius went to go find her along with Jane and Alec. Jane and Alec see reader as their reincarnated mother.

(Y/n)'s POV

I pushed the door opened and stood next to my sister. "Bells." I said causing her eyes to widen. "Who is this?" I heard as I look at the man with straight long black hair and ruby red eyes. "Bella's older sister." I said glaring at him as I felt dangers. "(Y/n)." Bella called as I looked at her to see her eyes filled with worry. Then suddenly I pushed away from her as my body it the brick wall. "Vampires. Really Bella?" I asked groaning in pain as they look at me in shock.

"Your not human." I heard as I look at the man with blond hair. My eyes widen as I felt time stood still. 'Fuck.' I though as I growled darkly looking away. "Aro." The older man called as Bella runs to me. "Are you okay?" Bella asked as she helped me up. "Get ready." I told her causing her to nod as she quickly grasp the boy with bronze hair and a girl with pixie hair.

"Magnifico." The Aro guy said then looks at the blond who won't look away from me. Then I look to the kids that was their one was blonde girl who look to be 13 years old. The boy next to her has dark brownish blackish hair who too looks to be 13 years old. "Sorry for stopping by but we must be going." I said getting up and standing in front of Bella.

"Your not going anywhere." The blond said causing me to grin at him. "Sweetheart, you may be my imprint. But I will never accept you." I said then turn into my wolf form. Bella and her two friends quickly got on my back as I ran out as us my powers to make myself invisible along with the people on my back.

"(Y/n) they can't be seen..." Bella started as she notice that both Edward and Alice wasn't shining in the sunlight and the humans don't seem to notice us. 'They can't see us Bella.' I said as kept running. 'And you have a lot of explaining to do.' I added as I felt Bella grasp my furr tightly.

Time Skip

3rd Person POV

Once Bella, Edward, Alice, and (Y/n) made it back to Fork Bella explained everything to her. "What about you (Y/n)." Bella asked her older sister as they where at the Cullens house. "I'm fine." (Y/n) mumbled holding her head. "You imprinted." Edward said causing (Y/n) to slightly snarl but not at him. "Imprinted?" Bella asked confused. "She imprinted on Caius." Alice said causing everyone to tense up.

"But shes a wolf. Doesn't he have bad experience with wolves?" Emmett asked causing Carlisle to nod. "Its ashamed. I wish I didn't have to meet any of you like this." (Y/n) said as she looks at the Cullen family with a smile. "We are in your debt for saving my son and daughter." Esme said causing (Y/n) to chuckle. "That's not needed. You guys took care of my sister when I couldn't." (Y/n) said sadly before getting up.

"Where are you going?" Bella asked also getting up. "Go see dad. Don't worry I'm not gonna leave." (Y/n) told her giving her a hug. "It was nice meeting you all." (Y/n) said softly before leaving the home and ran off. "She's diffrent from the shifters." Rosalie said as Bella looks out the window. "Bella. Why didn't you tell us your sister is a wolf?" Alice asked causing Bella to look at her.

"I. I forgot. How she became a wolf is," Bella stared as she looks down. "She's a soldier. A marine." Bella started causing Jasper to perk up a bit. "She was kidnap and tutored for weeks. I remembered one of the soldier at the front door when I was living with my mother at the time. They said that (Y/n) was MIA. They don't know if she was died." Bella said as saddness consumed her.

"When her team found her. She was different. She stop smiling. She stopped talking." Bella said as she took a deep breath. "It took me 2 years to get her to talk, to smile. Then one night I went out to get her a birthday present. I was being followed and the next thing I know. I saw (Y/n) standing in front of me beating a group of boys. One of them shot her then she just turned into a wolf killing them." Bella said as Edward took her hand.

"I was scared at first but she ended up explaining to me that she was experimented on." Bella added clenching her free hand. "Those bastard tortured her." Bella said looking at her feet. "If it wasn't for the fact me, Renee, and Charlie wanting her back. She would have given up." Bella said as her bottom lips quiver.

Alice gasped as she saw a vision of (Y/n) screaming in pain. Soon it shifted to Caius looking lost and angry. Then it turned to Caius, Jane, and Alec appearing in Forks. "Alice whats wrong?" Jasper asked his wife as Edward saw her vision. "(Y/n)'s dying." Edward said causing Bella to tense up. "If she doesn't get to Caius she'll die and Caius would be out of control." Alice said looking at everyone.

"But why was Jane and Alec with him?" Alice asked causing Edward's eyes widen when he remember what Jane's thought was. "(Y/n) is a Reincarnation of their mother." Edward said looking at Alice.

A few weeks Later

(Y/n) lays in the Cullen hospital room paled and sick and felt pain but it didn't last long thanks to Jasper. He became very fond of (Y/n) since she too was a soldier just like him. Even the rest of the Cullen's adored her. (Y/n) told Rosalie that her close friend was having a baby soon, and that she can help (Y/n) babysit them. Unknowing to them Carlisle had no choice but to send a letter to Caius telling him the situation of (Y/n) and where she is.

"Do you ever want kids?" Rosalie asked as Jasper and Alice sense someone by the door. "Depends. I don't mind having kids and I don't mind not having any. I own a orphanage from where I live." (Y/n) told her causing her to smile. "If I remember correctly their was a little girl who looks like a splitting image of both you and Emmett." She added causing the two the smile at each other.

(Y/n) then growled lowly as she glared at the door causing Caius to walk in the room. Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper instantly stood in front of (Y/n) protectivily. "What are you doing here?" Rosalie asked causing Jane and Alec to appear. "She's dying!" Caius snarled as (Y/n) bite her bottom lip.

Rosalie and Jasper look at (Y/n) waiting for her to say something. "You can go." (Y/n) mumbled as she look at Caius. Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper left the room letting Caius, Jane, and Alec to come in. "Carlisle sent you here." (Y/n) said as both Alec and Jane look at her in awe. For awhile they talked to each other before Jane and Alec told (Y/n) that she was their mother reincarnated while Caius told her she is his mate.

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