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

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A/N: sorry for the lack of updates, my Wattpad wouldn't let me update! :(

"Attarah" she turned around and spotted her lover behind her dressed in warm night clothing with his usual straight brown hair mused into slight curls. Smirking happily, the small brunette barreled toward him and hopped upwards, her legs latching tightly around his torso as his palms secured around her knees.

"Hello" she giggled cheekily and kissed his cheek, a gentle peck that gave him tingles along his cheekbones and chills along his ice cold flesh.

"Present time" he informed and she giggled though slid to her feet to glance up at him in excitement, effortlessly locking fingers as they travelled through the hotel room to the bedroom where a large white paper bag could be seen.

"Can i see it?" She asked as they sat on the bed beside it. Marcus leant over and brushed back a stray curl before nodding and allowing her to open the bag.

"I hope you like it" he spoke with nervousness and she frowned at his concern before breaking out in a large smile.

"It's a box" she frowned at the plain heavy box before opening it to reveal a flashy iPad of the newest design.

"I set it up for you" he promised as he assessed her reaction "i thought that considering you'll be away from your mates, me included, at times, I'd give you a source of communication." His nervousness only rose.

"I love it" she informed and looked at with teary eyes before blushing at her own reaction. She was overwhelmed by her love for the gentlemen and how her life had shifted. Before she barely afforded the considered high end clothing she wore, then when she met the Cullens, Rosalie paid for amazing outfits but now; she had wherever she wanted along with things she'd never even imagined having, the second she thought of it and three gentlemen to love her unconditionally.

"Thank you" she adored his love for her and loved him equally. Kissing him passionately before fixing her...his shirt and turning back to the device in hand. "Can we call them now?" She asked excitably and he was in no way prepared to tarnish that as he gave her a gentle nod.

"Here" he takes it softly from her hands and tapped a few buttons as she twisted to sit beneath the covers. The iPad played a tune and Marcus smirked as Attarah jumped before she twisted to sit beside her.

"Hello brother" a voice spoke, only seeing the tousled Marcus on screen... The voice was Aro and Attarah lit up at the sound.

"Hello, how are you and Caius?" The brunette king stuck to English for Attarahs benefit and Aro frowned at the concept but replied nonetheless.

"We are good thank you" he replied as Caius popped on screen behind the dark haired king.

"Can i see?" Attarah questioned as she looked at the iPad in Marcus' hands with a longing, knowing her loves were on the opposite side.

"Is that Attarah?" Caius questioned giddily as Marcus smiled and handed the iPad over. A rustle and a giggle later, a beautiful brunette held the camera and beamed at the sight of her men smiling happily.

"hi" she giggled out in a happiness as she assessed them, they both appeared well kept and happy though their eyes were a darker red than she was used to seeing and they seemed sad, hollow.

By looking at them, Attarah felt a longing twist in the pit of her stomach as though she was becoming ill and she suddenly hunched and gasped as her heart tugged.

"are you okay my love?" Marcus asked in fear as he grabbed her, his hand pressing to her chest in an almost attempt to hold her heart in place.

"what is happening to me?" she queried in fear. The feeling seemed to sway in confusion and she felt a swirl of nausea before darkness swelled across her vision and she buckled to the side in unconsciousness.

"Attarah!"
"princess"
"baby!"
"wake up darling"

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Brightness cracked through the space between her eyelids as Attarah forced them to open. After moment of blinding pain, she focused her sights and glanced up to see Marcus Sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his right hand and his left balanced on his knee which bounced rhythmically.

"Marcus" she hiccuped through a dry throat that felt like sandpaper as he jolted to turn to her.

"my love" he gasped with tears building in his eyes that would never fall. He grabbed her hand somewhat delicately as fear shone through him, he was like a child in fear.

"what's wrong?" she asked him as she pushed herself up, rather than answering Marcus began to sob in a way she'd never seen before and she rushed to grab him in a hug, her eyes wide.

"please stop crying. You're okay, I'm here" she promised as she identified her fainting spell as his source of fear.

"I was so worried" he gasped as he calmed and grabbed her in return, he wouldn't stand to see her in the pain she was in and he was determined to protect her from harm... No matter what he had to do to achieve this.