The Volturi's secret Angel

Chapter 3: Damn cullens

Chapter 3: Damn Cullens

(Alec's POV)

It has been a week since my encounter with the mystery girl in the garden. I had asked around to see if anyone knew her, but to my great disappointment no one knew anything. I knew she wasn't part of the guard because I have never seen her with the guard. She also wasn't a guest because Demetri, who is in charge of guests, has never seen or heard of her before. In fact everyone I talked to thinks I just imagined her and she didn't exist in the first place.

When I had tried to ask Marcus about her he smiled and said: "you figure it out Alec." Annoying old man I thought after that encounter.

Aro and Caius, knowing about my encounter, also wouldn't say anything. In fact Aro would look at me with amusement and Caius would just scowl at me, like he always does.

I was sitting in the library in Marcus's wing staring blankly at the book in my hand. It was the same book that she had read to me in the gardens. Why I picked it up, I still don't know.

My mind kept wonder back to her. The dress she was wearing and how it shaped her body, making her look like a goddess. Her long black hair swaying in the breeze that came through every now and then. Her smile and hypnotic red eyes...

For the millionth time this week I mentally slapped myself out of my thoughts. Here I was the most powerful, feared, and hated vampire in the world obsessing over some girl.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, I decided to return to my room to prepare for the Cullen's visit today.

Those damn vegetarians were stopping by to show the ancient how their half-breed is developing. It was what Aro required from them if we were to let the child live. Come to Volterra once a year so he can see how she's doing.

Did I also mention that the mutt was going to be with them? I'll have to tell Gianna, our human secretary, to open all the windows so his stench doesn't stink up our home.

After changing into a formal black suite with a very dark red shirt on underneath, I made my way down to the throne room with my sister. Like always she was dressed in a black dress with her hair pulled back.

About half way to the throne room the very loud and annoying Felix joined us along with the skilled tracker Demetri.

"About that mystery girl Alec," Demetri said walking beside me, "I believe you now. That she exists."

His words caused all three of us to stop and look at him. The entire elite guard, except Jane, believed I had completely made up that woman since no one has ever seen or heard of her.

"Why?" I asked ready to tear him limb for limb if this was some kind of joke.

"Well," he said looking around to make sure no one else was in the hall listening, "I had to escort Aro's mate, Sulpica, to Caius's wing today. When we got there and the guards opened to door for her I could pick up on the scent of Cherry Blossoms coming out of the wing."

"Wasn't that how you said that mystery girl smelled?" Felix asked sounding slightly surprised.

I nodded wondering why and how she was in the forbidden wing. No one was allowed in there except for the masters and their wives.

"I just remembered something," Jane said causing us all to look at her, "Santiago was once a guard for the doors that lead to Caius's wing. He once told me that every now and then he would see a cloaked girl with two guards by her slipping in and out of the wing every now and then, but he always dismissed her as one of the wives."

"Strange." Demetri murmured.

"Ya." Felix chuckled always finding amusement in serious conversations. What he found amusing I honestly didn't know.

"We should get to the throne room." I said trying to distract my thoughts from that girl.

Who was she? And why is she so important that she needs guards with her like the wives?

Jane and I were ready to torture, tear apart, and burn someone when Aro told us that we were in charge of watching the Cullens until they left late tonight.

Of all the guard members in this castle why us?! I mean we were the ones who would most likely kill those vegetarians and their mutt.

Standing in the guest lounge by the doors I continued to scowl at the 'vampires' in front of me.

Rosalie and Emmett along with Alice and Jasper were sitting on a couch watching TV. Carlisle and Esme were playing Chess by the fireplace. Bella, Edward, and the mutt were playing some board game on one of the tables. I will have to burn that chair the mutt is sitting in when they leave.

After a few minutes I noticed that my sister had grabbed a book and was leaning against the wall reading. I could tell she only did this because she was trying to keep herself from killing or torturing someone. However; if she continued to glare at that book in her hands I was sure it would catch fire any time now.

Leaning back against the wall, like my sister, crossing my arms I let my mind wonder. I tried to think of all the battles I've been in, my favorite way to kill humans, and personal life while in the castle to keep that mind reader out of my head.

However; the second I started thinking about all the women I've been with my mind immediately wondered back to that girl. Only this time I was stuck in a daydream about her.

I was picturing myself holding her possessively and protectively. The feel of what her skin might be like as I embraced her. Letting my chin rest on her shoulder closing my eyes as she read to me. Her scent surrounding and her lips so close to mine...

I was ready to physically slap myself but decided against it due to the Cullen's presence in the room.

Looking up I noticed Edward smirking at me in amusement. Damn he was reading my thought just then.

Hissing lowly at him, attracting my sister's attention in the process, I was preparing to tear the mind reader apart and toss him in the fire place. He smirked again knowing that I wasn't allowed to harm him and turned his attention back to the board game.

I could feel a low growl forming deep in my chest as I continued to stare at him, but I relaxed a little when my sister placed her hand on my arm in warning.

Glancing at Jane's confused expression for a second I relaxed and returned to leaning against the wall turning my attention to the bricked wall opposite of me. To keep my mind from wondering again I decided to count bricks.

One, two, three...fifty...damn Cullens...fifty-five...stupid smelling mutt...ninety...

I sighed internally. This was going to be a long five hours.