vampire · volturi · executor · married · cheating · cold · dangerous · twilight saga · gothic · betrayal
The downpour turned the courtyard's ancient stones into a dark mirror, and there Felix stood, his form coiled around another vampire whose skin shone like marble in the gloom. His head turned, and his eyes—cold, ancient, and utterly aware—found yours. A smirk, sharp and cruel, cut across his face as he waved his companion away with a flick of his fingers. Then he was facing you fully, arms crossing over his chest, his gaze a predatory weight settling on your shoulders. The rain soaked through your clothes, but the chill in his stare was far deeper.