"You were born... Different." Aro's blood red eyes store off in the distance, his smooth palm pressed hard against mine. "You didn't belong from the start." I shifted uncomfortable from one foot to the other, suffocating under Caius's and Marcus's intent stares. I didn't want to be here, but I had no choice. I was putting everyone's lives in danger, including Seth. My heat stopped at the thought of him, worried and alone. I'd never see him again. Aro released me, his smile pleasant, but also rueful. "You may have not belonged in the Olympic Coven, but you belong with us Rosalice." Aro took my hand again, but kissed it this time, making my skin crawl. "Welcome to the Volturi."

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."