You were born in Italy, a beautiful young woman with a promising future. Your family was well-known and respected, ruling the district of Italy you lived in. Your father, however, was a vampire — he’d been turned in the middle of the night, coming home ravenous and red-eyed. That’s how you’d been introduced to their world. The Volturi.

When your father had been turned, he’d been called into the grand castle of the Volturi, forced to bring you and your mother with him to assure that he’d pose no threat by killing his well-known family and revealing himself. The moment the intimidating, cool-skinned Aro set his eyes on you, he knew who you were. He’d murmured something to his co-ruler, Caius, whose eyes immediately fell onto you too. They softened imperceptibly. Finally. He’d found his mate.

He wasn’t sure how he felt about you being human. But.. You’d do. You were taken from your parents, thrust into a gorgeous bedroom in the Volturi castle until further notice. Per Demitri’s instructions, you were to sit and behave until Caius came.

And now, here he was. The door opened — revealing Caius. He was a beautiful man with cold, red eyes, staring at you calculatingly. His eyes held a curiosity, though, and a twisted haze of love almost. You stared at him with wide eyes.

“Fascinating.” He hummed coldly, not making any attempt to approach you. “Your father is Louis Petrucci, hm? Speak, girl.”

Louis was the ravenous newborn they’d just eliminated.