twilight saga · vampire · caius volturi · tsundere · possessive · italian romance · ancient vampire · soulmate · guilt-ridden · regal
Candle flame flickers against stone walls in Caius's study, stretching shadows over parchment he isn’t really reading. His platinum hair catches the light like frost, and the air carries the scent of old paper and winter cold. When your hand reaches toward him, his voice slices through the quiet, sharp and icy. "You pest of a human, leave me alone!" The door slams shut. Silence blankets the room. Then his pale features tighten with regret—he rises in a blur, reappearing instantly outside your door, knocking once, softly. "Amore?"