Destined ~ Volturi Kings ~ (A Twilight Fanfic)

Chapter Fifteen

*Addi's POV*

I stirred awake, with the soft light filtering through the curtains barely breaking through the fog of my thoughts. I blinked a few times, with my eyelids heavy, and as my vision cleared, I became acutely aware of the tear stains on my cheeks. The remnants of last night's emotional whirlwind clung to me like a shroud, a stark reminder of the revelations that had shattered my sense of security.

Glancing at the clock on my bedside table, I noted the time—9:30 AM. I had also noticed that I slept in my light grey crewneck sweatshirt and black knee-length exercise leggings. I felt disheveled and raw wearing my normal clothes while sleeping, but last night's remnants was absolutely emotional, that I didn't have any thought of changing out of my clothes. As my thoughts of last night were coming to back me in the moment, I understood that the comfort I once felt in this home was now laced with confusion and betrayal.

With a deep breath, I turned my gaze toward the window, seeking solace in the serene view of the forest that surrounded the Cullen residence. The trees stood tall and proud, their leaves shimmering in the morning light, a stark contrast to the turmoil inside my heart. I watched as a gentle breeze rustled through the branches, while the soft whispers of nature almost beckoning me to find peace amidst the chaos.

As I sat in bed, I pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as I took a moment to gather my thoughts. I needed to make sense of everything. The world outside my window seemed so calm and unbothered, while my heart raced with conflicting emotions and memories of the previous night flooded my mind—each moment replaying like a haunting melody. The shock of discovering that I was the mate of the three powerful Volturi Kings felt surreal, as if I were trapped in a dream from which I could not awaken.

The Cullens, whom I had come to love and trust, had kept this truth from me since the very beginning. The weight of their silence pressed heavily on my chest, making it difficult to breathe. 'Why didn't they tell me?' I thought to myself, as my heart ached with a mix of anger and disappointment. The betrayal stung sharper than any physical wound. I had thought my belonging with the Cullens was built on honesty and love, yet now it felt tainted by secrets and omissions.

I lingered in bed for a few extra moments, wrapped in my thoughts of the events of last night swirling in my mind like a storm. The weight of my emotions felt heavier than ever, but I knew I couldn't hide away forever. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and planted my feet on the carpet floor. I went to the mirror, running my fingers through my disheveled blonde hair to smooth it out, and took a moment to wipe away the remnants of the tears and mascara that had stained my cheeks. I kept staring at my reflection, determined to face the day, no matter how daunting it seemed. With a deep breath, I exited out of my bedroom and made my way downstairs, with the familiar surroundings of the Cullen home providing a sense of comfort amidst the chaos in my heart.

As I reached the living room, the atmosphere in the living room was charged with a mix of tension and concern. The Cullens and the Volturi Kings, along with the Guard, were all present, obviously discussing about something, when their collective gaze shifted towards me as I entered. "Good morning, Addi. We're glad to see you up." Carlisle greeted warmly, with his voice soothing. The rest of the Cullens echoed his sentiment, with their smiles encouraging but tinged with worry. "We thought you'd sleep the whole day!" Emmett exclaimed, with a playful grin spreading across his face, trying to lighten the mood. Aro, Marcus, and Caius offered nods of acknowledgment as their demeanor was respectful, while the Guard stood silently, observing with an intensity that made me acutely aware of their presence.

My expression remained unhappy, a reflection of my inner turmoil. I appreciated the greetings and Emmett's intent, but I couldn't shake the heaviness in my heart or the confusion clouding my thoughts. Without responding to his joke, I turned and headed toward the kitchen, needing space to collect my feelings. As I walked away, I could sense the eyes of the room following me, a mix of concern and uncertainty.