✔️|Volturi (The Three Kings L.S) (COMPLETED)

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Marcus and Aro walked the corridors side by side after exiting their meeting, Caius had disappeared a long while previously, claiming to have been bored and they could only guess he was with Attarah so they followed her scent to the room where it was strongest, finding Caius sat on the floor beside the chaise with shocked eyes.

"Caius?' Ari questioned in confusion as he glanced around, spotting a pile of displaced books on the coffee table and an empty mug of something he didn't completely recognize though he thought it to be coffee.

"I pushed her too far, I didn't know my limits and i was angry about her going away with Marcus and I pushed her too far" he rushed out, repeating himself over and over again, the same sentence. 'I pushed her too far'.

"I shall go and find her" Marcus informed as he stood, allowing Aro to deal with that particular situation, he loved Attarah as much as them though he'd had a mate in the past and he knew what to do whereas the other two worked on instinct... Regretting it later.

"Marcus?" A sweet voice asked as he neared her bedroom, he turned to see her wearing what the humans call onesies, it was fluffy and had ears that had flapped downwards, her curls escaping the hood that she had pulled up.

"Attarah my dear" he smiled gently and stepped toward her with increasing hesitance, though she did not reject him when he did finally wrap an arm around her, she returned the embrace, feeling like a little teddy bear in his arms.

"Are you tired?" She nodded, he was slightly shocked by this but it was seven in the evening, the meetings had ran over extensively and she hadn't had the best sleep recently.

Marcus picked her up from beneath the arms as a parent lifts a child and her legs wrapped around his waist, her face burying into his neck as her hood concealed her completely.

The oldest appearing volturi king carried his mate back down the hallway, her heart rate decreased to a gentle patter as they walked and he smiled when her breathing evened out, her body falling into a well needed slumber.

Finally reaching his room which proved to be further away than he first suspected, Marcus kicked the door open gently and walked inside, spotting his brothers on the couch beside bed and he walked to the aforementioned furniture.

As Marcus went to set Attarah on the bed, she pulled him down beside her and curled into his chest, her head resting in his chest. Smiling down, the king stroked her curls gently between his fingers with a smile adorning his features.

"What's exactly did you do Caius?" Aro queried as he watched his little mate snuggle into his brother affectionately with a soft smile on her sleeping features.

"I just kissed her and she didn't like it" he lied gently and both the brothers looked unconvinced, reaching over Aro took his hand and read what happened before pulling back with a frown.

"Caius!" He suddenly yelled in outrage, they all knew that they were only to move at her pace and there he was forcing her to do something she didn't want, Aro wouldn't accept it.

Though amongst the breakout of yells that suddenly began between the two hot headed kings, they failed to notice a little brunette awakening and sitting to stare wide eyed at them whilst Marcus scrambled to calm both parties and the on looker.

"Brothers! Control yourselves" he yelled and Attarah almost jumped out of her skin, her heart slamming continuously against her ribcage as all three men turned to stare at her.

Her eyes widened largely and she slowly pulled the covers up over her head in a hiding motion though her hair escaped the confinement of the quilts. Since she was a child, she'd done that and old habits stick with people.

"Just go and cool down brothers" Marcus informed and they left, turning to his mate he could feel her shaking form beneath the sheets, he knew what was wrong with her at that moment, she'd never seen any of them act violent and they were suddenly shouting and screaming at one another.

Her heart was torn between who's side to stand on when it came down to a fight as they were both her mates and she loved them equally.

"Sleep my darling" Marcus hushed and her eyes fluttered closed to wonder where Marcus would take her the next day, for once dreaming happily about the endless possibilities of living eternally with the men she loved, even if they all acted hotheaded at times, she loved them irrevocably.

Marcus smiled down at his beautiful mate before sliding out from underneath where she lay and making his way to the wardrobe, stepping inside and grabbing the handles of the suitcases inside, one his and the others hers.

When back in the room, Marcus lent the large cases against a wall and placed a pile of clothes in the desk for her which he'd been given by Miranda, they were casual though still immensely expensive.

Marcus had planned to take her to England the following day, to a high end hotel which was secluded and beautiful, the weather was to be rainy most of the time though not entirely cold which he was thankful of, he didn't want her to freeze.

"We're going to have a fun time my love" he whispered as he rejoined her on the bed.

Authors note: I've seen a lot of mentions of British weather and I just wanted to let you know that I live in England so I know the weather is temperamental. 😭😂 —Sy, Xx