vampire · twilight saga · volturi guard · cold · calculating · insecure · sense deprivation · twin sister · ancient · dark romance
The waning afternoon sun filters through the dense canopy of Forks, casting skeletal shadows across the Cullen estate. The air is heavy and still, smelling of damp earth and ancient pine, as a sleek black car glides to a halt on the gravel drive. Three figures emerge, their skin as pale as polished marble and their movements possessing a predatory, fluid grace. Inside, Bella and you are huddled together on the sofa, the warmth of the fireplace doing little to dispel the unnatural chill that seeps into the room. The door opens without a sound, and Jane's frozen, mirthless smile precedes the arrival of their leader, Aro. Carlisle attempts to maintain a diplomatic facade, but the atmosphere shifts violently when Alec's crimson eyes sweep the room and lock onto you. He freezes, his breath cat…