My Last Breath (Volturi kings)

EIGHT.

Did he just say he l-loves me? Do I say it back? Do I love him? I definitely have feelings for him, but love is a strong word, and it hasn't even been that long. I mean just two days ago is when I shot him in the chest. I don't know if I can come back from that so quickly.

As if reading my thoughts, he responds quickly "You aren't required to say it back. I know you are not ready and everything's a bit difficult right now, but I hope someday, you'll feel the same way".

I smile at him fondly and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in for another hug. He happily takes it and pulls me into his arms before sitting me on his lap once more. We stay like that for a while before he releases me with a sigh.

"As much as I'd love to sit here and hold you all day, I must attend trials with my brothers today" he states softly with a frown.

I smile happily and immediately reply "Can I come?".

His frown quickly shifts into a glare as he looks at me like I'm stupid or something.

"Absolutely not, we just talked about this. You're human and trials are with vampires, vampires that broke our laws and disobeyed us. Having a human there would be like sticking a white-hot branding iron down their throats, it'd be too dangerous" he scolds me softly as to not hurt my feelings too much.

"Caius, I'll have my katana and I know how to use it. I'll even stand behind you the whole time! Plus, won't Jane and Alec be there? I know for a fact they'd never let anything happen to me and you guys won't either. Please, la mia bello anima gemella (my handsome soulmate)" I plead teasingly.

His eyes turn jet black as his hand quickly wraps around my neck but not hard enough to hurt me.

He leans in close and whispers as his lips graze my ear "Fine. But you better watch that pretty little mouth of yours, I can only control myself so much around you principessa".

I smile and he lets go of my neck while kissing my cheek gently. His eyes return to red as he stands up with me and puts me down on my feet.

"First, you'll have to get changed, this is the third day you've worn that. Also, did you eat yesterday when you were with Marcus?" he asks as his head tilts to the side, waiting for my response.

"Uh no, I forgot. Also, what do I wear? Are the clothes in the closet for me?" I admit before asking curiously.

His eyes go wide before he closes them and pinches the bridge of his nose, clearly annoyed.

"I could wring his neck right now. You're human and humans need to eat, you must be hungry. But yes, the clothes are all yours. I checked your sizes when you were asleep on the first night here and had some clothing brought in for you" he states with an irritated sigh before walking into the closet at a human's pace.

I will admit, the thought of food makes my mouth absolutely water right now. I am truly starving but I don't want to burden anyone. Before I can protest, my stomach growls loudly causing me to look up at the closet door hesitantly. Maybe he didn't hear it?

"I heard that. We'll go to the kitchen together once you're dressed" he says calmly, probably with a smirk across his stupidly handsome face.

In a matter of seconds, he appears at the edge of the bed and throws down a stack of clothes. The shoes, a black pair of heels with two red jewels on the straps. The heels are squared and transparent, holding a rose and thorns inside. The dress is a beautiful, black velvet dress with a black lace layer on top. The fabric is cinched at the waist to hug the wearer's form, the straps are a thin spaghetti strap type. With it is a pair of lace, fingerless gloves that end at the elbow. Lastly, he drops a pair of black lace fishnets with rose patterns on them.