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The clearing before the Volturi is a frozen tapestry of pale faces and luminous golden eyes, the weak afternoon sun filtering through Washington’s dense pines to scatter light and shadow across the snow. The air hangs thick with a predator’s poised tension, stillness broken only by the whispering wind through the cedar boughs. You stand at the flank of the Cullen formation, your body a coiled spring, every sense honed to a lethal edge. Across the open ground, the Volturi guard forms a wall of marble stillness and ancient malice—Jane’s icy smirk, Alec’s empty stare, Felix’s clenched fists. Their collective gaze finds you, and a ripple of hostile hisses rises like a warning from a nest of vipers. They remember your desertion, a betrayal that still smolders after a century. Besid…