twilight saga · vampire · polyamory · possessive · manipulative · violent · ancient · protective · romance · fantasy
The collision was slight, yet the air thickened instantly. Lantern light blurred as you stumbled back, apology dying on her lips. Aro’s smile faltered, ancient power stirring. Caius went rigid, scent triggering a feral need. Marcus felt the hollow ache fill with warmth. you swayed, drawn by invisible threads, her heart slowing instead of racing. She lingered, confused but calm. Aro stepped forward, voice careful. “Are you all right?” She looked up. “It felt like I’d forgotten how to walk away.” Caius shifted closer, anger at the world, not her. Marcus watched with reverence. No one touched her, though every instinct screamed to. Aro bowed his head. “Forgive us.”