ᴄᴀꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇꜱ ◕‿◕

ᴀʟꜱᴏ, ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ. ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ.

The rest of the night my mate held me close to him, allowing both of us some rest after the day. With our bond now complete, I could feel him in ways that I never thought could be possible. My little angry blonde king's emotions now could be sensed by me through the bond, letting me know just how happy he was with himself completing the bond with me. The smug little bastard knew that he had taken my virginity and that his brothers would be jealous of his accomplishment.

It was the small things about them that really did make me swoon. Their protectiveness, their little kisses, and the way that they would compete with each other. You could often find Caius and Aro bickering about the smallest of details on things with Marcus making snide remarks to them both that would make the two of them go crazy.

Everything about the three of them made me want to have them for the rest of eternity, all to myself. Thankfully, that was what they promised me and what they would give to me, their mate and queen.

As Caius started to let out low purrs, the doors to his room opened, revealing Aro and Marcus, who looked annoyed. God, does everyone in this castle have bad manners? At least Demetri knocks sometimes before barging in. We could have been doing anything and they choose to lack any kingly manners?

With the two of us naked and under the sheets, we both hissed as they closed the door quite loudly behind them. My blonde mate held me in his arms as I continued to cuddle up to his chest the way I had been the entire night.

"You don't even have the taste to knock?" Caius spits, "Leave us be."

"Not only have you alerted the entire castle to your affairs with our mate, you have also seemed to not care enough to miss two trials today," Aro seethes. "Do you have any taste, Caius?"

I hiss in discontent, not liking that my mates were fighting with one another while I was naked and in the room. "Leave my angry man alone, Aro," I defend, "Me being loud is my fault."

"Oh, no, cara mia, you being loud is absolutely lovely. No fault on your part, amore," my mate kisses my head. I giggle and pull the blankets up a bit more, almost covering my face in them. Although I had no body heat of my own, the blankets felt so warm around my unclothed form.

"You really do have to boast, don't you, brother?" Marcus' face turned to a small snarl. "Our mate also needs to be at her trials as she is the queen, yet you did not inform her of any of the trials that are to occur today. You have specifically used all of this time for cuddling instead of doing your job, forcing Annalise to go along with your ditching."

"I did no such thing," Caius covers the rest of my head in the blanket, forcing me into darkness, "As you said, Annalise needed some time to get comfortable. I have provided her great comfort through-"

"Do not finish that sentence, brother," Marcus cuts his fellow king off.

"What? I was just telling the truth. Our bellissima mate and I simply needed some time for the bond to stop pulsing like we were some humans. Of course, you should have known that, Marcus. Are you not the person who can see the bonds that Annalise has?" Caius questions.

"I am, but that is not the point. You have caused quite the disturbance in the castle," I gulp at Marcus' words. Anna, literally everyone in the castle heard you two. You're so loud honey. Vampires have better hearing. You know that. Aro and Marcus had to listen to that spectacle last night. Ah, shit voice, you're right. Hell, I know that. Poor babies. Poor jealous babies.

"Why are you hiding her, Caius? Give her over, you menace!" Aro exclaims. I could hear him moving over to the bed, where Caius was still keeping me under the warm embrace of the blankets.

I purred as my blonde mate finally pulled the blankets off of my face, revealing a very annoyed Aro and Marcus. I continued to purr on Caius' chest despite my other mates' discontent with the situation. I give the three of them a wide smile and make sure that the blankets don't fall too far. I wouldn't want to flash anyone this early in the morning.

"Arooo," my voice was higher than usual, "Don't take off the blanket."

"Why not, il mio amore?" Aro asks. Caius' hand hits his own face at Aro's ignorance of their chosen sleepwear.

"We're both naked, Aro," I giggle. Marcus chokes on his own spit and Aro gives a dark smile and starts to glare at Caius.

"Don't give me that look, Aro, you know how things work," Caius defends himself and pulls the blanket back over my head. I purr and go into a small trance, allowing myself to fill my nose with my mates' scents. Having them all in one room just made me feel at peace, even if they were bickering over me.

"Anna," I was snapped out of my trance as soon as I went into it as Marcus whined at me, "Please join us in the trials. It's the Romanians and we would feel much better if you were there with us and not in bed with this one."

"I just wanna snuggle," I mumble into Caius' chest.

"I know tesoro, but we need you at trial today. I promise that you can get all of the snuggles that you want after trials are done for the day," Marcus promises. "Aro, let them get ready for the day. You cannot just watch them."

Aro lets out a huff and leaves the room, Marcus soon following after him, mumbling something under his breath.

"Well, looks like snuggles are going to have to wait, cara mia."

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Getting myself out of bed and into clothes had proven to be a challenge. While I was not sore, I was still sensitive to all touches, meaning that Caius brushing my hair out was almost an issue for me as I had to deal with all sorts of overstimulation that the brush gave me. All of the sensations at once were making me weak at the knees and I just wanted to stay in Caius' room all day and go out the next day for the trials.

Alas, that was not possible.

The trials of the Romanians that we had caught were proving to be tedious. So much information all at once. My mind was going to start turning into mush by the end of these things.

Why can't the Romanians just follow the rules? Because they're assholes. I thought you were supposed to give me facts, not opinions. Ok, well it's a fact that they're assholes. Touche, voice, touche.

"Octavia," Aro draws out, "You've proven yourself to be a nuisance."

"It's what I do best, Italian scum," She spits out. I chuckle at her fire. If she weren't with such assholes and malicious monsters I may have wanted her on our side.

"The funny thing is, Octavia, that I'm not even Italian," Aro walks over to where she was being held down, putting his hand on her neck, "I'm Greek." My mate rips off her head with a sigh, shooting her head in the furnace like it was a basketball. He allowed Jane and Alec to rip the rest of her apart before throwing those parts in the furnace as well, giving his two soul children a tired smile. The twins did smile back, both of their mouths turned in a wicked grin.

Three more coming in, mighty queen. Don't fill my ego, voice. Fine. When are you giving me a name though? Seriously, I need a name. I can't just be known as the voice for the rest of eternity. Give it some time, demonic one. I'm not a demon. Hush.

"What are the names of the three coming in, Aro?" I ask, frowning. "I don't want to be here."

"Harold, Esther, and Mikael. I do not wish to be here either, il mio amore," Aro consoles, looking at the trio that were coming in right now. They looked more Norwegian than Romanian. "From the Larvik Coven originally. I hate to see such old vampires having to be put down now. If they could have just followed the rules and regulations that we have put up."

"Get your filthy hands off of me, you abominations!" Mikael. Abusive man. Asshole. We don't like him. He turned all of his children after he turned. He turned his wife, Esther. They are evil as hell and I want them dead. Please kill them, Anna dear. What crimes do they have under their belt, dear voice? Conspiracy, creation of immortal children, a certain degree of exposure. That's enough to kill them. Do it then. I will, just wait a second.

"Crimes committed are as follows: the creation of immortal children, exposure, and conspiracy. It will be a fun time to kill you," I sneer, getting off of Marcus' lap. "I do think you know that we do not give second chances to those who insult and call us abominations. Are we not the same species, oh stupid Mikael? You are ungifted and an asshole."

"A fake queen with a dirty mouth, I should have known," He retorts. "The Romanians will have fun when they break you into a million pieces and send you back to your scum. You have no right over our lives, you slut," I growl at the insult and rip his arms clean from his body.

"No, death is too good for you," I realize, "You get a week of torture and then I will revisit your punishment. Jane, make sure he has a very fun time. You should know that calling the queen a slut is an awful idea, considering that she is the one who can tear you apart. I will ruin you for your words towards women with more than one mate."

Esther screams as I tear him apart. I throw his remains to Jane and Alec. "Take his remains to the dungeon and give him pain. Show no mercy, my children," The twins smirk at the order and swiftly take him away.

"I do love it when you get sadistic," Caius mumbles under his breath, an evil smirk on his face.

"Esther, wife of Mikael," Aro croons, "You are also ungifted. What a shame. You have children who left you because of your husband and his abusive ways, do you not?"

"My children have nothing to do with me! They are all evil and power hungry! The Volturi have done nothing to protect anyone! My husband demands respect and they are unable to give that!" She defends her husband.

More like she allows her children to be abused by her husband. Kill her. She hunts her children with her husband. They will be forever grateful that you have freed them from their running. Imagine it, running for a thousand years. Of course, my dear voice.

"Kill her for her actions against her children as well while you're at it. Mikael is abusive and hunts them like they are animals," A few of the guards let out gasps, including Felix and Renata. "I will protect your children if you will not. This is my gift to them."

Aro laughs and decapitates her, leaving Harold, who was a thin and tall man with bright red hair. Scottish? Spot on.

"You have been the one to do the exposure, haven't you?" Marcus asks from his throne.

"You can't surround a lion with a bunch of lazy sheep," Harold spits at my mate, who just rolls his eyes and continues to watch Aro and I do our thing.

"Well, this lion is the damned pride male, so die," Aro giggles, ripping off his head with glee, tossing it in our favorite furnace. Whoever had that thing installed really is smart. I mean, we use it all the time now. Every single day. Aro had it installed after an influx of exposure charges in the 12th century. Good. Very.

"I do believe that he was the last of the people that we had to see today, Aro," Marcus sighs, getting up from his throne. "We still have things to do today," I frown.

"Do not fret, il mio amore, we simply must help you in your nest building. I have done some more research on the matter and I think we know what we need to do now," I smile at Aro's words, hugging him tightly, nuzzling my head into his chest, purring in content.

"To the nest room we goooo."