"BELLA!" Emmet boomes suddenly and I jolt out of my bed in surprise.
"Emmet! What are you doing here? You almost gave me a heart attack and what if Marcus-" I interrupt myself as I feel the necklace laying securely between my breasts. I take it lovingly in my hands. "My mate." I murmur, placing a kiss on it, then shaking some clearness and looking up to smile to my old vampire family.
"Karl stole your necklace yesterday. I found it before I tore him to pieces and burned him to ash." I hear Marcus tell me possessively through the door. I smile widely and walk over, resting against the door, needing to be as close to him as possible.
"I'm relieved." I breathe and I can almost feel his contentment through the door.
"I allowed the Cullens inside since they wanted to talk with you and spend some time. Are that okay with you?" He asks and I resist the urge to rub my cheek against the door.
"Yes, that's perfect and I'll hurry getting ready. I already miss your touch." I say. I feel and hear his purr through the door.
"Please do. I'll see you in less than an hour, my mate." He mumbles and I take a deep breath.
"I love you." I whisper.
"I love you too." He responds, but then I feel him walking away. I take a deep breath before I turn back to the others. They smile kindly and a second later Emmet pulls me into a bear hug, making me breathless, literally.
"Air." I pant and he drops me, a wide grin on his face. "Carlisle." I breathe when I see my vampire father and he smiles hesitantly. I open my arms as an invitation and he pulls me into his fatherly embrace.
"I'm sorry we left you, my daughter." He whispers and I nod, then I take a deep breath and shake my head.
"Okay. I need to get ready. I'm getting married today!" I say excitedly and Esme smiles at me.
"May I help you get ready?" She asks gently and I nod emotionally. She instantly leads me into the bathroom and tells me to take a shower. I shower and wash my hair, then Esme combs my hair, helps me with makeup and everything else needed. Finally she helps me into my wedding gown, elegant, but big enough to be suiting for a Volturi soon-to-be queen. I'm finally ready. I walk over to my door and take a deep breath.
"Marcus." I say and I can hear the whoosh of wind and then feel his presence through the door. "I am ready." I whisper and I hear his purr. "Can you tell Aro to come here?" I ask and he whooshes away again, I let out a small chuckle and shake my head. I turn to face Carlisle seriously.
"I'm sorry, Carlisle. I do see you as my father but I'm afraid I'm closer to Aro as of right now." I walk over to him and give him a hug.
"I understand Bella. I am just grateful I'm invited to your wedding even though we left you." He says. I smile up to him and take a deep breath.
"Isabella?" Aro asks through the door and I walk over to it.
"Will you walk me down the aisle?" I ask and I hear his breath hitch, then the door opens and he looks tearfilled at me. "Dad?" I add and he almost crushes me in a hug.
"Of course I will, my dear Isabella. Should we leave now? Marcus is prepared." He says quickly and I chuckle, grabbing his arm.
"Lead me to my future, dad." I say and he shockingly lets out a purr as he leads me down over rose petals laid out all the way down to the throne room and then along the aisle. My eyes are instantly caught by Marcus as we enter the throne room, he beams at me. Aro gives me over and kisses each of my cheeks before laying a comforting hand on Marcus' shoulder.
"We have gathered here today to join these true mates in marriageā¦" Caius begins and I just sigh contently.
