ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴛɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴀꜱᴘᴇʀ, ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴡ ꜰɪᴄꜱ, ᴛɪᴛᴀɴɪᴄ. ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀ.

After my son and daughter had been thoroughly reprimanded for their behavior, Aro and I had found ourselves speaking with the French coven and the Long Island coven. According to my mate, the French and the Long Island covens had been created around the same time during the French and American revolutions and were fans of the Volturi even if they hated the English and French monarchies.

Most of the monarchies that we learned about in school were morally corrupt and had no sense for people who were at the bottom of the social structure. For vampires that rarely ever happened due to the fact that covens were family and family did not have as many strict roles. Yes, I was the head woman of the house, but that didn't mean that everyone had to bow at my feet like they had to with the Romanians.

With two of the most influential covens at our side, Aro let out a sigh as Alexandros walked closer to us. Don't get pissy with your friends, Aro, or they won't want to be friends with you anymore.

"Aro, what a mighty fine show you put on back there," the tall man praises, "I never thought I would see the day that the Volturi fool us like that. I mean, you should have seen us beforehand. We were making bets."

"Why must you do this, Alexandros?" Aro questions his friend, putting his head in his hands. "You're the most embarrassing vampire in the world."

"Good lord, Aro, you didn't expect me to let you pull that kind of thing on me without letting me pester you about it afterwards? Are you as thick as you were three millennia ago or has your immortal inability to change been fixed?" Alexandros teases.

"Like I said, embarrassing," my mate repeats.

"No, I think the most embarrassing vampire in all of existence has to be Edward Masen. You should have seen his face once you left. He was fuming. I thought he was going to attack you at one point. I think that the rest of the vampire world hates them. Maybe even some of the other animal eaters hate him."

"Let's hope that I never have to see him again. I think that if I did he would end up dead," Aro admits. "His head would be in the fire."

"Your soul brother holds more hatred than you, but you are evenly matched."

"Much less forgiving. The telepath knows what will happen once he steps one foot into Italy. We will have our people at the borders now. Alice, Bella, and Edward are banned for all time unless they are tried. They are banned from being witnesses to any trials. For all that I care they can be hunted and killed by any of you."

His long time friend simply nodded, taking another glass of blood and sipping it. "Are we to have any alcohol here or am I going to have to find it myself?"

"It's coming out now. Be patient," Aro mumbles. I chuckle and kiss his cheek, going off to find out where Jasper and Rose had gone. The two of them were bound for some trouble together.

By the time I had found my soul brother he had already gotten himself into trouble, running away from an angry Alec and a pissed Jane. Why the young blonde girl hadn't started to hurt him with her gift yet was beyond me, but I was glad that she decided to just chase him instead of causing him pain. He was technically an uncle to her, but they acted more as siblings than anything else. Our familial relationships were weird and I would rather not get into detail.

Walking by the outdoor fountain, I see Caius and Helios playing around, laughing up a storm by a few of the redwoods in the backyard. My two sarcastic little men.

Once the alcohol came around, I reluctantly took a glass. What alcohol did to me was unknown still and I didn't want to make too bad of an impression while under the influence. The first sip didn't taste awful, but it definitely was not my favorite thing. What was being served, I had no idea. All I knew was that no drugs were in the vicinity and even if they tried, vampires could not get high.

Although we could get drunk. That made no sense whatsoever.

The taste reminded me of soap, but the after effect felt kind of good. By the time I had finished the drink I realized that I had grabbed something way too strong for my nonexistent experience with alcohol.

My mind raced as I went inside to find one of my mates. Caius and Helios had already gone inside.

The inside of the house was much different now, some of the party lights drawing me in. Marcus stood on one end of the bar, taking a sip of his own drink. Fuck, it's your first time drinking to? Yeah. Yeah. Damn I can't stand very well. I should go to you. You're hot, Marcus. How do you get so hot? Can you slam me against the wall again? Please?

"Hey baby," I stumble over to Marcus, grinning like an idiot, "You look pretty today."
"Drinks have been out for maybe ten minutes and you have already gotten yourself drunk?" I nod my head, looking up into his red eyes. Your eyes are so pretty. Pretty pretty Marcus.

"Am I," I giggle, "Not allowed to call you pretty anymore?"

"Tesoro-"

"No I understand. You can't be called pretty by your queen. No pretty Marcus' today, just non pretty Marcus'," I sign in sadness. "What are you? If you aren't pretty Marcus are you hot Marcus? I think you're hot."

"Anna, darling," Marcus laughs and puts a hand on my shoulder, "I can be whatever you want me to be."

"Baby you can't be whatever I want. What if I want you to become a bag of blood? You don't have blood. Useless," I mutter.

"I think that you need to be away from the drinks-" Marcus says as I attempt to grab another glass of blood alcohol. "Don't get too drunk on your first time."

"Why do you do this to me, Marcus? First you can't be pretty and now you won't let me drink? Don't be an old hag like someone's nana," Marcus lets out an offended gasp, "It's the truth, Markie, you just have to accept it. You're my pretty Markie and I love my pretty Markie."

"Pretty Markie?" Caius stumbles over his own feet as he meets us in front of the bar. "Is that you're pretty Markie, baby?"

"Yeah, baby," I kiss my blonde mate on the cheek before giggling at Marcus, "The best and prettiest Markie in all the land. He's mine. He likes to say that I'm his. Last time he said that he slammed me against a wall-"

"Anna-!"

"He broke that wall. Remember, Caius?" My mate howls in drunken laughter, wrapping his arms around me. "Would you slam me into a wall, baby?"

"Baby I would if you wanted me to. I'll break walls just as good as Markie mans," I giggle again.

"Isn't Markie mans the prettiest Markie mans. Pretty Markie mans. I always want my pretty Markie mans," I repeat, kissing Caius' cheek sloppily, causing the taller man to chuckle and tighten his grip. "You look so sad, baby, don't be sad."

"I assure you that I am not sad, tesoro," Marcus says, kissing my head. Caius hisses at him and I groan. "Don't hiss at me while drunkenly hogging our mate, Caius."

"I do what I want. I am a king," Caius puts his fist up in the air, his entire arm shaking as he tilts his head back. "Kings do what they want."

"Insufferable," Marcus mutters.

"Brothers!" Aro cheers, holding a glass of his own. Yay, more sexy mates! I want you all to myself. Wait, I want it-but I got it? Do I? All the people here can see them. My sexy babies are in the open being sexy babies. Fuck, can I have them to myself now?

"Babyyy," I draw out, "I want you." Marcus chokes on the softer drink he was sipping. "Can we all go back and just be happy? I don't want people to see you. Ever. I want you to myself all the time. We can just be all good and I can make you feel-"

"Darling, you're drunk, no-" Marcus tried to stop me.

"But you're all hot and I'm horny and I want you all on me right now," Marcus' face turned to one of fear as I spoke. "I want you..."

"Anna if you want sex you're going to have to be sober," I whine at him and Aro and Caius groan as well. "No, none of us are having sex at a party when you three are drunk. I get that none of you are in the right headspace but you can wait a bit. That gives you time to reevaluate what you want-"

"I know what I want," Caius hisses, "If I want sex and Anna wants sex, who am I to deny her?"

"A decent mate," Caius growls at his soul brother, almost pulling me further away from Marcus. "We can go take the room that Carlisle said we can stay in but you three are going to sober up before doing anything."

"I hate you," Aro mutters, kissing my cheek lovingly, "Stupid brother."

Marcus just shook his head and Caius hissed at him, rolling his eyes and leading me to the bedroom. Of course, Marcus followed us, as to keep an eye on our behavior. Aroooo. Ah, you're right here.

My black-haired mate kissed my head and helped me up the stairs. I love you. Why are you so hot and sexy? Why does that happen? When did you get god tier. Were you always god tier gorgeous or did that happen when you turned. No, you couldn't have been ugly before. No mate of mine could have been ugly. You're pretty too.

"Anna baby," Aro whines at me, "You're the prettiest."

"We already e-established that Markie is the prettiest," Caius giggles. "Pretty Markie mans. I think he's a hoe right now."

"Markie the hoe. Markie the big hoe," Aro giggles.

"Where's Heelie?" I ask, looking down the stairs.

"Our son is with Jasper," Marcus says, bringing our drunk asses to one of the bigger rooms. The bed was the same size as the one we had at home, which was odd considering that the Cullens didn't have anyone with multiple mates. The bed would easily fit the four of us and was adorned with silk sheets and fluffy pillows. "Darling, lay down and get sober."

"Can I?" I question, "Will I be drunk forever? If I am then can we have sex?"

"Il mio amore, you will not be intoxicated for the rest of eternity. I promise."

"I bet you would be a drag anyways," Caius flops onto the bed. "You're being too brotherly. Stop. You're being annoying. I hate it. I hate it here right now. I want friends, not brothers."

"You got two soul brothers so calm down, stop hissing, and let us cuddle with our mate in peace until you three sober up," Marcus orders my blonde mate, who hisses again as I lay down next to him, rolling over to lay on his chest.

"I love you," I whispered, happy to have my mates with me.

"I love you too, Anna baby," Caius kisses my head and holds me close to him. Marcus glares at him. "What the fuck do you want, Marcus?"

"Stop hogging our mate," Marcus orders him again. "Don't get hissy with me or I will bite you. Hey! Move over you blonde brat!"

"Children," Aro says, snuggling up next to Caius and I, "Let us be in peace."

"Let me-"

"Peace."