ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴊᴀꜱᴘᴇʀ x ᴏᴄ ꜰɪᴄ ꜱᴏᴏɴ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴀꜱᴘᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴɪᴄ (ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ʙᴏᴏᴋ). ɪᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀꜱ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪꜱᴛɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ.

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Hearing Edward and Bella let out cries of protest as Stefan was dragged by his collar to my mates was one of the only noises from them that gave me a rush of happiness. Knowing that one of the most evil vampires of all time was about to die was good enough for me, but the two lovers in front of me had brought him here to side with them, to work with them and to try and kill my coven. Stefan's growls were music to my ear. No matter what he said or did, we would always find him. This time, we would kill him.

Someone like him didn't have the right to live on the same plane of existence as me.

"Ah, how I have waited so long to do this," Aro mused, "Getting rid of you will be one of my greatest achievements to date."

"Filthy Italian scum!" Stefan growls at my raven-haired mate.
"Now, now, Stefan, I know that you know that I'm not Italian. Come on, you know this. We've hated each other for over two thousand years, man, I would at least like to think that you'd have learnt where I am from," Aro says, clearly offended at the notion.

"Live in Italy for so long and one would assume you become Italian, filthy bastard," he sneers.

"You assumed wrong," Aro says cheerfully as he rips off one of his arms, giving a crazed smile. "Next time assume right. Marcus! Let's have some fun with him before he goes."

"Obviously," Marcus rolls his eyes, "I would be offended if you killed him quickly."

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I had decided that taking my son away from this execution would be best. Having a six month old witness the execution of the man who likely ordered for his mother's pregnancy was bad enough, but Stefan had also killed his aunt.

"Mamma, when do we get food?" My son asks, biting at my cloak. "M' hungry."

"I bet you are, baby, but we have to wait for daddies to get back to the house. Once they get back you can have all the blood and cookies you want," I promise.

Quite a few vampires had already been let in the house. The ones that my family did know were chatting it up in the family room. Inside of the living room I sat with my son, trying to keep him comfortable. Just like me, he had a tendency to get into things when he's hungry. Or worse, he throws a fit because of how overtired and hungry he gets.

Those don't end well for anyone.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the little surprise," Alexandros snarks, "Never did I ever think I would see the day when something like you came into our mix."

"Play nice with my son, Alexandros," I warn, "He's worse than Afton and Jane combined. Little Heelie will eat you alive if you talk bad about anyone."

"You wound me, my queen, what kind of impression did I give you to make you think I would do such a thing? I would never speak ill of anyone in front of the prince of the vampires. It would be disrespectful."

"That it would be," I stand up with my son in my arms, "Have my mates come back yet? Or have they decided that hour long torture is more of their style at the moment."

"Aro and Marcus should be back soon, Βασίλισσα μου. Stefan deserves as long of a death as possible for what he did to Didyme. What he did to her will always be one of the worst things done in all vampire history. She was kind and did not deserve such a fate," his voice lowers at his last sentence as he remembers her. From what my mates had already said, she was one of the kindest vampires to ever exist. With a gift like happiness induction one would assume without any people to back up the claim.

"Of course," I say, giving a small smile to Alexandros before I took myself and my son out of the room, finding myself looking for some of my family to talk to.

Almost all of the guards could be seen talking with their friends and covenmates, laughing away as they sipped on their glasses of blood. Some of the newborns in the crowd were taking advantage of the endless supply of blood, drinking away their thirst while we all waited for my mates to make their entrance.

I had almost forgotten how much I missed being in this house. Having a modern feel, I spent so much time here while living in Forks. While no memories were as concrete as I would have liked them to be, I could still feel the warmth and happiness that radiated off of them. All of the times that I went here were when I was human, unhappy and human. Never once did I find myself in Jasper's arms while happy unless he was the one who hugged me.

"Mamma," knocked out of my own daydreaming, I turn my head to the little hybrid in my arms, "Can you get me a cookie?"

"Which cookie do you want?" Using my speed, I made my way over to the table of human food, that of which mostly consisted of cookies and other pastries that the hybrids could eat if they wanted to.

"Lemon," My baby answers softly, pointing to one of the lemon cookies that Rose and Jasper had made together. The two of them did quite a few things together now, doing patrols and baking just two of them. I bet that aunty and uncle will be happy that you want their cookies, they make them with love and just for you, ο μικρός μου πρίγκιπας.

Handing one of the freshly made cookies to Helios, I saw one of the hybrids take notice of our presence in the room.

Nahuel had been the only male hybrid known before Helios and was the only male in his biological sibling family. Though I don't know if he would consider them family, I know that he does care about two of his sisters quite a lot. Having someone else like him would be good for my son and him. They could be good friends if he gave my son the chance.

The tall matured hybrid male came right over to us, looking at the cookies on the table. "Does he eat more human food than blood?"

"No, but he loves cookies. Most of the time he hates human food but he has a soft spot for anything lemon," I explain to him. "It's good to finally meet you. It was quite hard to see you past all of the people. They hid you quite well."

"My aunt did not want me to come and see you unless she knew that I would be safe," I nodded my head. I understood where she was coming from. He wasn't as strong as a normal vampire and could have been hurt by us if we attacked. "Though she is less strict now that she knows that you will not be attacking us anytime soon."

"Huilen was right in keeping you away from us, you know that? None of my coven will hurt you, but she still had to make sure first. She cares about you."

"I know, but it does get annoying sometimes. I'm full grown and she still treats me like a child," Nahuel admits, "She's protective."

"As any mother figure should be," Nahuel laughs and nods, taking one of the chocolate chip cookies from the table. He smiles when he takes a bite. "My soul brother and my friend love to bake together for Helios. Good way to pass the time when you have a hungry hybrid on your hands."

"These are some of the best human cookies I have had," He admits, "I can see why your son loves them so much."

"Uncle Jaz and Auntie Rose love to make the lemon ones because I eat them so quickly. I bet that the chocolate ones are good as well. I don't eat those as much cause' I always have the lemon ones," Helios says, scooting over so he could grab another cookie. "Italy is one of the best places for lemon cookies. At least for me."

"You are one funny little man," Nahuel muses, "Are you venomous?"

"Yup," Helios answers, "It's why daddy got mad when I bit him. He said it hurt really bad. I don't think the mark is ever going to go away. I don't know why he's so annoyed about it. I said sorry. What else does he expect me to do? Find a time machine?"

"I'm venomous as well. My sisters and Renesmee are not. It makes us quite different from the girls," Helios giggles. "I should get back to my aunt, but I will visit you all sometimes. I would like to see other places that are not around my home at some point in my immortality."

"We hope to see you later, Nahuel, you will always be welcome in Volterra," we said our last goodbyes before the hybrid male left the room to go and find his aunt, who was likely looking for him. It is good that Nahuel had someone to raise him.

I heard the front door open, forcing my head to look to what or who was coming inside. Taking a breath, I smelled my mates at the front of the house. Smiling, I let our son take a few more cookies. He stuffed them in his mouth, loving the taste of the sugary pastry in his little mouth. I'm glad that you can't get sick because of all these sweets, little man, or we would have a big problem on our hands.

Aro had a smirk on his face as he walked through the door, relishing in his victory. Marcus had a similar expression, one much more sadistic than his soul brother. Both of them immediately spotted Helios and I and rushed over to the two of us.

Kissing my head, Aro smiled and wrapped his arms around me. "I see that Helios and you have found the cookies that Jasper and Rose made."

"She will be pleased that you like them, my boy," Marcus ruffles his son's raven hair and laughs, "The two of them will be making many more batches in the future. It seems that your species has a likeness for sweets."

"Well duh," our son replies, "Why would we not like the sweets?"

"You make a fine argument, son," Aro chuckles, "A fine argument indeed. How are you enjoying things, ο μικρός μου πρίγκιπας?"

"Good, daddy. What are we going to do after the party? Are we gonna go home?" the boy asks. "I'm still hungry."

"I think it is time to take a break from the cookies and move on to a more satisfying meal. I shall get you some blood, little one," Marcus runs off somewhere, presumably to get our son his dinner for the day. Hybrids needed more food as they had much faster motor systems and burned calories like mad. Blood was better, but if they ate enough human food they would survive. Whether or not hybrids starved faster was not known and I hoped that we would never need to know.

"For what is worth, we have no clue what we are going to do after the party. We can go home or we can stay here for a few days. I do not know if this place has enough blood for more than a few nights, but we can manage until further notice," Aro says. "It is your six month party, afterall."

"I don't want you to be hungry, daddy," Helios says quietly. "We can leave and go back home. I wanna see the gardens some more. The ponds are pretty."

"I am glad you enjoy the ponds in the gardens, my son."

"The fact that Afton and Jane sometimes push me in isn't fun though."

"They do what?!"

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ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ:

Βασίλισσα μου. My Queen.

ο μικρός μου πρίγκιπας. My little prince.