Ae Fond Kiss

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Isadora-Lily Cullen was a troubled girl. She was saved at the age of 6 from her abusive parents by Carlisle C... More

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𝐼 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘¦π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘  π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘”π‘’π‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘οΌŽ π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘
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π‘‚β„Ž π‘›π‘œοΌŽ π‘‚π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œπ‘€οΌŽ πΌπ‘‘οΌŒπ‘  π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘›οΌŽ
𝐼 π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Žπ‘› π‘Žπ‘ π‘  π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝐼 π‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘‘ π‘ π‘Žπ‘¦ 𝐼 π‘‘π‘œ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’οΌŽ
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π‘†π‘œ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘π‘π‘’π‘π‘‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘¦π‘šπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘  𝑖𝑛 β„Žπ‘’π‘”π‘ οΌŸ
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π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘› π‘Ž π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž πΌπ‘ π‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘Ž π‘†π‘€π‘Žπ‘›
πΌοΌŒπ‘š π‘”π‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘–π‘π‘˜ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Ž π‘ π‘œπ‘π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘™
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π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘ π‘›π‘’π‘Žπ‘˜π‘¦ 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘₯
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𝑝𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π·π‘Žπ‘šπ‘› π‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘› π½π‘Žπ‘ π‘π‘’π‘ŸοΌ
𝐼 π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š
𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑠 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘–π‘œπ‘’π‘ 
𝐼𝑑 𝑖𝑠 π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘‘π‘’ 𝑒π‘₯β„Žπ‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘”π‘™π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘’π‘œπ‘π‘™π‘’οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑑 π‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘‘π‘œπ‘›π‘’
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𝐼 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘–π‘‘π‘’π‘š π‘Ž π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘›π‘’π‘’π‘‘οΌŽ
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π‘ˆβ„Žβ„ŽοΌŒ 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑑 π‘›π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘™ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Ž 𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒 β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘™π‘‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Ž 𝑠𝑖π‘₯ π‘€π‘’π‘’π‘˜ π‘œπ‘™π‘‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘¦οΌŸ
π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ β„Žπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’οΌŽ π‘Šπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘šπ‘’
π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”οΌŽ π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Ž π‘žπ‘’π‘’π‘’π‘›οΌŽ
π‘†β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 π‘Ž β„Žπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‰π‘œπ‘™π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘ŽοΌŽ
𝐼 π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘›π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 πΌοΌŒπ‘š π‘Ž π‘‘π‘Žπ‘‘οΌοΌ
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πΌοΌŒπ‘£π‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’ π‘“π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘–π‘’π‘ 
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑑𝑖𝑑 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑒π‘₯𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑑 π‘šπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘π‘œοΌŸ π‘π‘œπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘”οΌŸ
πΌοΌŒπ‘‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘‘π‘€π‘œ 𝑠𝑒π‘₯𝑦 π‘†π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘ŽοΌŒπ‘ 
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ 𝑖𝑠 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘‘π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘›π‘›π‘¦οΌŽ
𝐴𝑐𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’
π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘¦ 𝐼 π‘‘π‘œπ‘›οΌŒπ‘‘ π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’
𝐼 π‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘  π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘› 𝐼 π‘π‘Žπ‘› 𝑝𝑒𝑑 π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘ .
𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘œπ‘›οΌŒπ‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” π‘›π‘œπ‘€
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π‘†π‘œοΌŽ π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘›π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘”π‘œπ‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘π‘–π‘‘π‘β„Ž
π·π‘œ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘š π‘π‘’π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘™π‘“ π‘œπ‘“ π‘€β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑
𝐼 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘› π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘› π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘™π‘’π‘  π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š
π‘‚β„Ž π‘šπ‘¦ π‘”π‘œπ‘‘οΌ π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔! πΆπ‘Žπ‘–π‘’π‘ οΌ π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘  π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘–π‘›π‘’π‘‘οΌ
π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’οΌŽ
𝑀 π‘‘π‘œπ‘”οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒 π‘Ž π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘“π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘™π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘› π‘‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦οΌŽ
π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘π‘’π‘  π‘ π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ 𝐼 π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 β„Žπ‘’π‘šπ‘π‘™π‘’οΌŽ
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"Aro, can you stay with Isadora while we go and check on the guard? The rest of them are here." Marcus asked as he took his blonde haired mates hand.

"Of course, caro. Si prega di inviare la guardia d'élite e Athenodora? (Please send the elite guard and Athenodora?)" Aro asked with a smile. Marcus nodded before taking off with Caius.

"Such a busy day. Everyone should be returning from their hunt soon." Carlisle said as he set Isadora's food down in front of her.

"Thanks dad." she smiled. Carlisle kissed her head, resulting in Aro letting out a threatening growl.

"My apologies Carlisle, the bonds are still very new."

"I understand Aro, though I must ask. What will happen tomorrow. I imagine yourself and your mates will not want to leave Dora alone?" Carlisle asked, Aro whimpered at the thought of leaving his precious mate alone and in possible danger, but calmed when he felt Isadora's hand on his gloved one as she drank her nutritious smoothie

"Well, with you're permission, we would like to stay here with some of the elite guard so we can begin the nesting phase of the mate bond." Aro stated

"Of course, that isn't a problem. You don't want to delay that." Carlisle responded

"Master, you summoned us." Jane's voice sounded from behind Aro.

"Ah, Isadora, amore. This is the Elite guard. This is Felix, he is the strongest vampire in the world." Aro said and introduced her to Felix, who looked rather intimidating. Felix bowed and murmured "My Queen."

Isadora smiled

"This is Demetri, he is a tracker. He can find everyone he has ever met." He bowed, addressing her.

"These are the twins, Alec and Jane. Alec's power is truly frightening. He can rob you of sight sound and touch. Jane's power is a great defensive tactic, she can cause you immense pain just by looking into you're eyes, or by saying the word 'pain." Aro informed before the twins bowed with a smile. Isadora smiled back at them as they looked at her with a shy look.

"And this is Athenodora, she is Caius' little sister." Athenodora gave a low bow.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, my Queen. And welcome to the family" Athenodora smiled and hugged her new sister

"Oh please, call me Isa or Dora. I insist."

"Amore, you are the Queen, they must address you as such." Caius said as he appeared beside her

"Caius is correct, Tesoro. Such disrespect will not be tolerated. Once you have turned, you will be Queen." Marcus said, Isadora furrowed
her brows

"What if we compromise?" she asked. Aro and Carlisle smirked

"Compromise what, Mia Bella?" Caius asked

"Not being addressed by formalities." she answered

"Is it really bothering you, amore?" Caius pressed with a sigh

"I really dislike formalities and besides, I'm not a queen yet."

"Isadora does have a point, caro. Must I remind you that Jane and Alec call us father?" Marcus said.

"Santiago literally called Marcus M dog the other day." Aro said with amusement

"And Jane and Alec have a bond with Isadora. Soul mother, besides, my sister will just refuse to address Isadora as Queen, she doesn't with you." Marcus said

"I see I am out numbered. Alright, but If I hear anyone call you anything rude, everyone will be calling you by a formality." Caius said strictly. Isadora beamed and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you Caius." she smiled.

"I think you have made Aro and Marcus Jealous, il mio fiore (my flower)" Caius chuckled smugly. He was the first to be kissed by Isadora.

Isadora turned to Marcus and kissed his cheek

"Grazie Tesoro (Thank you treasure)" Marcus said, happily

She then kissed Aro's cheek, who reassured her that he would not see her thoughts

"San filí enós angélou (Like kissing an angel)" Aro smiled

"Isa!" Edward's voice rang around the house. A golden haired Edward came over to Isadora and hugged her tightly, but she pulled away and moved to Caius, who stood with rage filled eyes, daring Edward to come closer.

"Dora, please." Edward said weakly, making her feel guilty.

"Have you not upset her enough, Cullen?" Alec sneered, not liking the way his soul mother cowered.

Marcus' eyes travelled to Athenodora then back to Edward.

"Aro, amore." He said and extended his hand to him. Aro pulled off his glove and held Marcus' hand.

"Oh dear, this should be great news, but under the circumstances..." Aro said

"Isa, please. It's me. Eddie." he said and took a step closer, making Caius loose it. he pushed Isadora behind him before grabbing Edward by the neck, preparing to take his head off.

"Caius, no!" five voices yelled. Caius turned to Isadora, his eyes pure black, making her tense

Marcus came over and took Caius into his arms and rubbed his back.

"Oh, mio dolce re, mio re coraggioso, calmati, sono qui come Aro e Isadora (my sweet king, my brave king, calm down, I am here like Aro and Isadora)" Marcus whispered as Aro came over and held Caius's hand.

"Isadora amore." Marcus said and nodded his head towards them, signalling that they needed her there. she walked over and took Caius' other hand Caius then pulled Isadora close to him and took in her scent.

"Forgive me, amore. I think I frightened you more than you're brother did. I hear you're little heart pounding so fast." Caius mumbled and kissed her head.

"Marcus, perché non porti Caius di sopra? (Marcus, why don't you take Caius upstairs?)" Aro suggested. Marcus nodded and practically carried Caius up to Isadora's room.

Aro glared at Edward, making everyone freeze, not wanting to anger the leader more.

"Tell me Edward. Do you always anger a Vampire who has black eyes when they think you mean their mate harm?" Aro asked calmly

"N-"

"Be silent. It was rhetorical. You now have made two of my mates break down in one morning. It isn't even noon yet. So tell me, boy. What do you get from this?" Aro asked

"I just want to talk to Isadora freely, seeing as this is our house."

"Oh of course, but we don't always have it our way. If I had it my way, Isadora would be returning to Volterra with my mates and myself, but that will be Isadora's choice." Aro said insanely calm.

"I just want to talk to my sister." Edward repeated.

"Il mio amore, do you want to talk to Edward?" Aro's voice and demeanour had changed upon even looking at his mate.

Isadora shook her head no before speaking up.

"I have nothing to say to you Edward." she said sadly, though Edward was reading her thoughts.

"Isa. I made you cry and I may be able to live with that, but I can't live with not being forgiven by you." He said, trying to talk to her, but he felt her close her mind off from him.

"Stop it Edward. I am not some book that you can just read whenever you feel like it." she said starting off brave, but ending timid and quiet.

"Amore, I think you should speak with him." Aro stated. "Marcus showed me the bonds, yours are fading." Isadora thought about it for a moment before nodding.

Edward and Isadora walked to their spot in the woods. After sitting in a tense silence for ten minutes, Edward broke it

"Dora, please, let me in."

"No. Edward the fact that you think I'm mad at you because I cried is honestly pathetic. I cry over the tiniest things and you know it. I'm mad because you hurt me in too many ways. You hurt me by not feeding and allowing yourself to lose control of you're mind. You literally bruised my arm because I couldn't eat. You spoke to me like my father did, but worst of all you broke your promise!" by the end of her rant, she had ended up yelling and crying with flaming red hair. Not caring that everyone could hear her or that there could be wolves near by or that Aro or Marcus or even Caius would be on their way.

"I did-"

"No. You have spoken. You left me. Without telling anyone where you were going, without saying goodbye. You didn't even leave a note. You broke your promise." she cried. True to her thoughts, Aro stood watching the scene unfold

"You promised me that day when I was in the hospital that you would never leave me. You are nothing but a liar."

Edward's heart broke as he realised just how much pain he had caused his baby sister, he had broken too many promises to her. He wouldn't do it again. He wouldn't fail her again. He looked at his sister and hated himself. He had caused this. He brought Isabella into Isadora's life which has resulted in her eating disorder and her confidence slowly disappearing.

Edward cringed upon remembering how when Isabella left the Cullen house after the whole James situation that Isadora had a full on panic attack because she was too scared to speak. He hated how because of his blood lust, his baby sister had suffered the most. She had faced death for that bitch.

"I know. I can't do anything about the past, but I promise that I will always protect you and I will never hurt you, ever again." he said looking Isadora in the eye.

"Liar." she sobbed before throwing herself into Edwards arms

"You're a liar, but I don't care, but Edward I swear, If you ever hurt me like this again..." she trailed off thinking about what she would do

"I'll get Caius to rip your head off and send it to Isabella Swan so she can annoy you until she dies." she giggled, stray tears falling from her eyes.

"Its a good thing that I'll never hurt you."

"It has been a month since I've seen you. The real you." she smiled.

"Come on. Aro is waiting for you at the bottom of the hill."

"One more thing. Please don't ever make my mates break down." she said before walking down the hill with him. Aro smiled as he seen them joking and laughing.

"I'm glad you both have made up, though that better be the last time you make any of my mates cry. I will not be so tolerant next time." Aro said darkly as Isadora had somehow snuck her way into Aro's arms. Edward had sped off, presumably to talk to Carlisle, leaving two out of four mates in the woods.

"How on earth did you manage to sneak into my arms, mia cara?" Aro asked with amusement.

"I wanted hugs and you are warm, for a vampire." she stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Aro frowned.

"Are you cold, il mia amore?" he asked, her reply was her chuntering teeth.

"Cold and tired, also a little sad." she whimpered

"Why are you sad, amore?"

"I miss Caius and Marcus" she said sadly. Aro picked her up and sped back to the house and to Isadora's room, where they found their mates on the warmest and comfiest looking bed.

"Our nest until you come to Volterra with us, tesoro." Marcus said as Aro put her down. she smiled as she looked around her room. It was now more cosy and had way more pillows than she had ever had before. She hugged Marcus as Aro went over to Caius and kissed his lips.

"So, how does nesting work?" Isadora asked.

"Nesting is a way for us all to familiarise ourselves with each other, it helps you feel more safe and secure with us as well as allow the bonds to grow." Marcus informed his curious mate

"And what happens if we didn't nest?" she questioned

"A lot of pain, depression, panic attacks and trust issues. The longer you don't nest the more you have to. When Aro and I met Caius, he refused to nest, but when he saw how it strained our bond, he came running into our arms with venom pooling his eyes"

"How long do you nest for?" she asked

"You never really stop nesting. For example, when Caius and I came here earlier, we took one of Aro's cloaks and one of you're teddies and had our own mini nest." He smiled at his curious mate.

"Amore" Caius wined, wanting some contact. Isadora walked over and hugged him. He pulled her onto his lap and allowed her to play with his hair. the other two's mouths were on the floor.

"Is he letting her touch his hair?" Aro aske a shocked Marcus

"Shut up Aro. Isadora can play with my hair if she wants to." Caius grumbled. Aro frowned and rushed over and ruffled his hair. Isadora gasped at Aro's actions.

"Aro, you are lucky you are my mate and Isadora is currently on my lap because if she wasn't, I'd have ripped you're head off."

Isadora whimpered at the thought of any of her mates without a head.

"Now look what you've done Caius." Aro tutted, jokingly

"Don't worry, il mia amore. I don't want to see Aro decapitated either, he is far to handsome for that" Caius said to the small human who was nestled against his chest

"Oh, I am utterly offended, mio re." Aro chuckled as Marcus kissed Aro's cheek.

Caius growled when he caught the scent of three people.

"Romanians" Aro hissed at the same time Caius hissed:

"Wolf"

In an instant, Isadora was on her feet alongside her mates as they walked downstairs. To Isadora's surprise, Jacob Black and Sam Uley were sat there having a calm conversation with her dad. She walked to Alice and Jasper who were standing by the window

"We never wanted to fight. We are at one with nature, as is you're daughter." Sam said

"And Isabella?" Jasper asked

"Insane. she is eight months pregnant and is already neglecting her child." Jacob said.

Isadora sighed, her mates and the guard looking over, making sure she wasn't injured

"I take it Evan isn't much help either?" she asked

"No. They're obsessed with you, you're all they talk about." Sam answered

"How is she neglecting the baby?" Rosalie asked

"Drugs and alcohol. She is convinced that the baby is Edwards." he responded

"Which is impossible as I'm dead and we never had sex" Edward said for the first time. Isadora looked over to see Edward sitting in a chair with Athenodora on his lap, purring happily.

"So there will be no fight?" Stefan asked as Caius and the guards stared at their coven

"Not as far as we are concerned. Just make sure that no humans in or around Forks are you're food and all will be fine. Also the treaty still stands, if Isadora is to turn it can't be here." Sam answered, but directed the last part to Carlisle

"Of course. Thank you Sam, Jacob." Carlisle smiled as the two shifters left.

"It is going to stink in here for ages now." Rosalie grumbled, showing her clear dislike for wolves.

"Well, you heard the shifters. Their is no fight here. You are dismissed." Caius antagonised the Romanians.

"Of course. Allow us to give you're queen a parting gift, huh?" Vladimir said and before they could protest, they sped over to her and kissed her cheek, causing all of her mates to growl.

"Such a shame you are their mate and not Vlad's." Stefan said with a sad sigh.

"Indeed. It's a shame that a temptress is mated to the Italian scum." Vlad said and stroked Isadora's cheek with his knuckle. Marcus sped over and stood by his mate as Vladimir winked at Isadora.

"No need for animosity, gentlemen." Isadora said, feeling the tension and breaking the staring contest between her mate and his rivals.

In a flash, the Romanian coven left, but Caius had sent some of the guard as a threat.

"Well, I'm glad that's over." Emmett said, collapsing on the couch as Marcus held Isadora's hand.

"Shall we go back upstairs, tesoro?" Marcus asked. Isadora nodded before being picked up and sped back to her room. Aro and Caius had took it upon themselves to look through Isadora's desk, where they found sketches of a dress that had a lot of details as Marcus sat down with Isa on his lap.

"Amore, did you draw this?" Caius asked. Isadora smiled and nodded

"Yeah, it's just an old dress design I had." She explained as Aro looked through some of her artwork.

"Caius, look at the details on this." Aro said, handing him a painted picture of Carlisle in Renaissance style clothing.

"Magnifico. Mia bella, you put my art to shame, this looks so life like." Caius said as he traced the signature.

"You're an artist?" Isadora asked, surprised.

"The best of all time in Italy." Aro said, boldly

"What about Da Vinci?" Dora asked. Marcus chuckled as Caius let out a growl

"Oh, how Caius hates him." Marcus said.

"Why? No. How can you dislike a genius such as Da Vinci?" Isadora asked

"Leonardo Da Vinci is nothing but a arrogant fraud. Besides, the Mona Lisa was my portrait of Didyme, Aro's sister and Marcus' sisters mate. He stole all of my work." Caius grumbled, looking frustrated. Isadora got of Marcus' lap, much to his dismay, and walked to Caius and kissed his cheek

"Well, Da Vinci used to be my favourite artist, but now I know the truth, it is 100% you." she smiled.

"You are just saying that to make me feel better." Caius continued to grumble, but Isadora wasn't having it, so she pulled out a massive, dusty sketchbook from a draw and opened it, revealing hundreds of replicas of "Da Vinci" paintings.

"Am I?" she smirked. Caius kissed her head.

"Il mia amore, you have done these better than my originals." Caius said truthfully.

"Better? No. The Mona Lisa is what inspired me to be an artist, Infact me and my friend Ashton were talking about this a few weeks ago. He said that the Mona Lisa was the most overrated and boring picture in history. I debated him for the rest of the day." Isadora said with a smile.

"Seeing as you like the Didyme dei Volturi so much, maybe I should give you the original." Caius suggested and smiled upon seeing her Reaction.

"Caius, no. Do you know how much it would be worth?" she asked, shocked by the offer

"I imagine quite a lot. It is known as the inspiration behind the Mona Lisa"

"Technically, tesoro it is worth $800 million" Marcus informed as Aro sat on his lap

"That is an insane amount of money-"

"You are worth more than that dusty piece of rubbish is, il mio piccolo bombo (my little bumblebee). Honestly it isn't being seen and you'd be doing me a favour by keeping it." Caius insisted, but Isadora shook her head no

"You flatter me and I appreciate the thought, but the most expensive thing I own is a laptop and it is one drop away from breaking." she said, but Caius had a look of determination so she cupped his face in her hands and spoke very slowly

"Caius."

"Yes my love?"

"Please do not gift me the Didyme dei Volturi."

"We need to work on you're Italian pronunciation" Aro said, clearly amused. Isadora had a fake offended look on her face. Marcus chuckled at the look on her face.

"Anyway, you two have sisters?" Isa asked Marcus and Aro as Caius gently pulled her into his arms

"Yes, but they are in Volterra. My sister is Sulpicia, she has brown hair, like mine, but hers is unruly and curly. She is very protective over us all, she will be even more so over you."

"Or use you as her personal barbie doll. The woman is insane" Caius snickered, earning a glare from Marcus and Aro.

"As much as I love you, do not insult my sister." Marcus said in a dangerous tone

"Relax amore, Cia and I have a bond based off of insults, I don't think low of her at all. Quite the opposite, not many people dare to say the things she does to me." Caius reassured his mate

"My little sister is Didyme. She has black hair and is insanely kind, though her kindness is nothing compared to you. She will be delighted to hear that we have found you. In fact when we tell her, she will insist on throwing you a ball." Aro smiled

"Didyme or you, mio bello?" Marcus chuckled

"Both probably." Caius laughed

"Oh, I don't need a fancy ball. I'm not a big party girl. The last party we had here nearly resulted in Isabella getting her throat ripped open." she shuddered at the thought

"Oh, Mia amore, I have every intention of showing you off to the vampire world, just like we all want to spoil you rotten." Aro said, his mates hummed in agreement. Caius chuckled upon Isadora hiding her face in his chest to cover her blush.

"You are cute when you get flustered, amore" Caius smiled

"No, stop it." she blushed. Caius kissed her head as Aro and Marcus smiled at their mates.

Downstairs was very much similar to upstairs, though Jane was glaring at Alec. He had stolen her blood bag that Carlisle had gotten her. There was only one left.

"Want the rest of it?" he asked

"Go away. That was rude." she growled at him, he just laughed at his sister, who stared intensely at him and smiled as he fell to the floor screaming, the blood bag fell out of his hand and popped on the floor.

not even a second later, the kings and queen had came in.

"Jane. Alec." Marcus said sternly as Aro stared at Alec, who had blood on his face and Caius who wore a smirk and his eyes were pitch black. He and Jane needed to hunt. And soon.

"Sorry father" the twins said quickly

Aro took his gloves off and took Jane's hand. He sighed and looked back to Caius.

"You two need to hunt, Alec you too." Aro instructed in a tone that wouldn't be argued with.

"I'll go with them, I could use a hunt." Marcus' low voice rumbled from beside Isadora

"Alright. Go now and not in Forks, try the outskirts of Seattle." Aro said, putting his gloves back on as Caius and Marcus kissed Isadora's cheek, saying goodbye. Aro and Isadora headed back to the room.

Isadora was staring at Aro's gloved hands. The gloves must get on his nerves. She didn't like the fact that Aro hadn't held her hand or her without making sure he wasn't being invasive. His gift is truly unique and he shouldn't have to hide it.

Without giving herself time to re think she took Aro's glove off. He stared at her, shocked

"We have an eternity for you to show me, Bellissima. You don't have to." he said

"It must be really annoying it is to hide a gift. Besides I feel like I am keeping a big secret from you if you don't see." she said and held out her hand. Aro smiled at her and took her hand in his.

She studied his face as he seen her memories. The shock, anger, love. Every emotion. When he had seen everything, he pulled her gently into his arms and held her close.

He had seen every attempt to end her life, every thought she had. He saw how she felt about herself. What that human had done to his mate. Aro made a silent promise to personally hunt down all of these people who dared hurt his mate.

"Isadora." he said and lifted her chin up so she could look him in the eyes.

"You are the most beautiful person in the world. Absolutely perfect and I'll be damned if I do not tell you that everyday for the rest of our existence." he told her with nothing but love and passion and for the first time ever, Isadora believed it when he told her this.

She was stunned and had no reply, so Aro just kept her in his arms, where she felt safe and wanted.

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