WARNING: INCEST BETWEEN ALEC AND JANE. I UNDERSTAND IF YOU DECIDE NOT TO CONTINUE READING THE FANFICTION.

Chapter Thirteen

I had barely settled into the waters of the bath when the door was opened and Aro came striding into the candle lit bathroom. His eyes raked over me and he smirked, his venom coated teeth flashing themselves at me to remind me how he had blood upon them not too long ago. I wished I could have licked all that blood from his mouth and his teeth but until I would become a vampire that would be something I would fondly look forward to.

He came over to me and perched himself on the side of the round tub, being able to use his vampiric agility to blur himself so he would not hit the candles. It still made some of the candles go out from the slight wind he sent to them, but other than that there wasn't anything that had been disrupted or dismantled around us.

"It is a shame you do not have your blood upon you. One of the things I am looking forward to when you become one of our kind is bathing in the blood of our victims…fucking each other savagedly like the demons we are within the blood. Until then I will have to settle with just admiring your figure within the plain water in the tub."

I swore my pupils dilated at the filthy language he spoke, as he reached one of his hands up and pushed pieces of his curls behind his ear, tucking it so it would show off his long and thin clavicle. He batted his large, crimson irises at me. Pleased he had me wanting him.

"I am pleased your first of many conversations with Dora went well. I believe a quite useful alliance will happen between the both of you. I must say though, that I have such confidence in you having your first trial completed without any issues that I am already going to give you your second trial. It won't have any complications with your first trial. Merely you proving that you will provide for my children. Jane already sees you becoming her mother, Alec is the harder one to convince."

"What should I do to prove that I am serious about being a part of this family? It will take some time, I know it, when it comes to seeing myself form motherly emotions to them."

Aro observed me as I went to get out of the bathtub and he held out a towel for me to wrap myself in. I let him wrap the towel around me and tuck the corner in. He gallantly held out his hand for me to take in order for him to help me out of the tub. I took his hand in mine, and squeezed it, allowing him to know I appreciated him doing this for me. If he were anyone else I would have told him he could fuck himself, but I enjoyed this attention from him.

Besides if anyone was going to fuck Aro Volturi then it was going to be me.

"Jane and Alec are more than just siblings…"

I was handed another towel and I began to squeeze out the excessive water from my hair. I didn't hesitate or pause, or ask him to repeat himself. I merely continued to squeeze my hair, before my eyes flickered towards Aro. I waited patiently for him to respond to me. He opened the bathroom door and must have gone over to where the wardrobe was so he could pick out an ensemble for me to wear. It was a good thing he was a vampire, he was only gone in the blink of an eye.

"In Japanese Culture it is said that different sex twins are the reincarnation of a couple that died together in their past lives," I remarked, as Aro came striding into the room with an outfit that he had handpicked for me. It was black and looked gothic so that was a good thing, Aro could tell we were going to be the dark and morbid aesthetic.

"Yes, that is true. I spent some time in Japan, myself, while I was more adventurous in the beginning. Other countries, other beliefs and superstitions. It's all so addicting to learn, to know what separates a group of people when it comes to things they believe in and things they fear. I always was more addicted to learning the fears of every culture out there," Aro commented, before he went over to where a decorative hook was to hang up the outfit.

I came closer and noted the ensemble was a jumper.

A lace mesh black turtleneck jumper that had an illusion sleeve and the actual solid black velvet fabric had a rounded neckline and fell down a few inches above the middle of my thighs. There were silver buttons that were sewn in two straight vertical lines. He quickly sat on the ground underneath the hanging jumper, a pair of black thigh high boots with thin but tall heels. He handed me a black bra and undies that had some lace to them but not too much, in my exact size.

"Go outside the bathroom, I would like to get changed without you in the room. I'll regroup with you and we can talk more about the children."

Aro bowed his head down to me before he straightened up and walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him in a seamless, almost inaudible click.

I put on the bra and underwear, turning my body side to side and angled it to see the curves highlighted. I didn't have any issues with him having clothes and undergarments in my size, chances were he had clothes in every size so he was able to give me the proper outfit once I would come into his life.

After I placed the jumper on I went to put on one of the thigh high heeled boots when I slipped and almost landed on my ass. Thankfully Aro appeared in seconds and caught me right before I could have a serious bruise on my tailbone. He sighed and motioned for me to take my foot out of the shoe, before we left the bathroom.

Sitting down on the end of the bed, I waited calmly as Aro picked up one of my long legs, bending his head down so he could brush his cold and plump lips against my ankle. I went to smack that foot against his face to tell him to stop, but in the last second just took in the feeling of his lips against my skin. He pulled his lips away and zipped up my boots, one by one. He made sure to give the other ankle a proper few kisses also.

"Will you be a good mommy and love my children? Give them a chance? Do not judge them for finding love in each other and not anyone else? For they are mates, they cannot see themselves in love with anyone else."

Shit.

He was going to ruin every single pair of panties I had.

That shit-eating smirk that danced upon his plump lips made him even more delectable. He reached his hand up and ran his fingers through his long wavy black hair. His dainty and thin wrists and fingers had strength that would be immeasurable. He could break me in half and I would thank him for merely touching me to begin with. I couldn't wait until he would use those fingers, for him to use his tongue and his shaft.

"Y-Yes. I will. I will give them a chance. I only ask that they give me a chance also. I am certain they are accustomed to being the sole attention of you. I only wish they will allow me to show my devotion towards you and eventually them."

"Good. I shall take you to them."

I got up from the end of the bed and wrapped my arm around his.

He led me out of the bedroom and into the living parlor, the both of us stopping and seeing the twins in the parlor on one of the loveseats, hands intertwined neatly and softly. Barely there for me to see but strong enough I was certain no human would be able to tear their hands apart and tell them they were being inappropriate. They wouldn't have to worry about me being like that, the last thing I cared about was being the adoptive mother of incestious twins.

Athenodora was sitting in the same chair as before, observing the twins as they accepted Melione. Melione walked across both of their laps and rested right in the middle so half of her was Alec and the other half of her was on Jane.

I slowly came forward so they could let their eyes land on me.

Jane shot me a smile with a tinge of warmth to it, barely there, but letting me know she approved of the fact her future mother ended up being a serial killer before turning into a vampire. Alec on the other hand had this weariness override him, as he gripped his sister's hand.

"Alec…"

He didn't let his hand go, and she surprised me when she hissed, in pain.

Enough for him to widen his eyes and look down.

Noting that there were cracks that were developing upon her marble skin. He picked up her hand and began to pepper it in kisses, venom was rising in his eyes at the fact he had hurt his twin, his love. He began to rattle off words in Italian, most likely he was sending her apologies and hoped she would understand he hadn't meant to do so.

I sat there, quietly, without any judgment in my brown eyes. Athenodora cleared her throat, as her eyes went from glancing at the children and then to me.

"I believe that I am going to my bedroom and see if I need to finish off some of my paintings or decide I like the state they are in already. Please continue on. It's good to get some family bonding in. Perhaps next time you feed you can bring Bella and I some blood so we can paint together," Athenodora declared, which in return made Melione hop off of the vampire twins and follow Athenodora into the bedroom she shared with Caius.

Once the bedroom door was shut, I sat down in the lovechair that was opposite of the one where Athenodora was sitting. That chair felt sacred, as though only she was the one who was supposed to sit in it. Caius probably never sat in the chair. Well only if she allowed him to do so, but she most likely would be making sure she would be sitting in his lap.

Aro came over to where we were, having stood off to the side, and leant down so he could kiss me on the top of my head. He turned to the twins and gave them warning looks. He picked up my wrist where the bloodstone bracelet was. He turned and looked at Jane with a tenderness that any father would hold towards their daughter, before he turned his attention to his son.

"The only person who you care about in this whole world has decided she wants Bella to be her mother. I know that you hold kind regards to me, and do think of me as a father sometimes. You want Jane to have the opportunity to have a mother, don't you?"

My eyes flickered from where the twins were to Aro, something that I just couldn't help but do. His angelic features, ones that reminded me of Lucifer, were so dark and pale and perfect and sexy, and the list could go on and on. They had that natural hardness to them, the type of look that only those who weren't entirely sane had.

I hadn't expected for Alec to open his mouth enough for him to hiss at his father, his eyes darkening enough it was unsettling. I smirked and folded my arms against my chest, finding I liked this primal protectiveness Alec had when it came to Jane. Even if it were obvious Jane could handle taking care of herself, he still saw as her mate and brother the need to be the one to protect him.

"Do not even question the devotion I have for my Jane. I will make sure she will always get what she wants. If she wants to have the chance of having a mother, then I will give her a chance. I do hold fond thoughts of you as my father, but do not–"

"Alec. Il Mio Lui, please don't fight with our father. I know that we aren't used to this, this vulnerability but we have a mother now. I have always wanted a mother; you know our past parents. Please do this for me," Jane pleaded, bringing one of her hands up and placing it upon his cheekbone before turning his head towards hers.

Alec let out a shaky breath, eyes closed, and body tightened, before he leant forward. He pressed his lips against his sister's, before his hands went up to her hair. He ran his fingers against her locks and held her head in his hands before he consumed her. He took his fill of her, and I turned my attention away from them to give them privacy. I could tell that this was something that was private, this wasn't someone they liked showing to just anyone.

Alec pulled away from his sister eventually, but one could see that her eyes were dilated and her small tongue came out to press against her lips. She sighed and shook her head before she leant forward and kissed him on the forehead. She got up from the loveseat and went to leave the room, but when Alec stood up quickly to follow her it was obvious we weren't going to get anywhere by trying to have a proper conversation with Alec.

Jane and Alec left the parlor room together, leaving only me and Aro.

He came over to me and sat down next to me.

I leant against him and he merely held me, as I peered forward at the lit fireplace. The logs were cracking and breaking, and sending out pops from the heat eating away the wood. It was peaceful, despite the dark and gothic aesthetic around us. Despite the fact that my future son was not in the least pleased with the thought of having to have a mother now.

I decided to give Alec and Jane some time.

Aro was often busy, and I demanded he not show any type of change of schedule.

He would continue to devote himself to being the king he was, while I was in the parlor room of the tower listening to wars that had happened in the past by Athenodora. I would be drinking the Italian herbal tea that had been harvested and brewed for my enjoyment while Athenodora would be drinking the blood from victims.

It was one of those very days where I was stirring my silver spoon through the tea cup, chamomile. Athenodora was off to the side where a large painting canvas was, with cloth spread underneath and around the canvas in order to catch any blood splatter. She had taken blood from many victims over a time period and was currently naked as the day she was born. Blood was smeared all over her, and I wouldn't have to wonder what she was going to do next.

"I might find us having a wonderful friendship in progress, Dora but I can only watch you covering yourself in blood naked as the day you were born so many times. What happened to painting people with their anatomy spilling out of them?"

Athenodora craned her head to the side, her hair pulled up in a high bun.

There was no jewelry on her so that it wouldn't disrupt the painting. It would just be her naked body sprawling out and creating patterns on the canvas.

She smirked in amusement at me, knowing I had nothing wrong with looking at her naked body.

I wasn't anyone who was a prude, if someone proudly showed off their naked body to me I would just see what they had but it wouldn't result in anything where I would want to sleep with the said naked person. Even though she had quite a pretty body, her pale curves and valleys were even more beautiful with the blood of humans on her vampiric skin.

"I see you approve of this method I am currently exploring, but I plan on exploring it with Caius. He's not too thrilled with the thought of having sex while coated in human blood. He's more into ingesting blood than using it for anything creative," Athenodora stated, her eyes going misty and having a distant look to them. She must have been remembering all the times she had been with Caius in the past, the centuries upon centuries she had with him.

"I do have some questions about Jane and Alec. Well mostly about Alec. Things are going well with Jane…"

"Yes, our little bats are in quite a dilemma with you…"

Athenodora laid on the canvas, on her stomach so that her breasts and her stomach were pressed tight against the canvas. Her legs were folded up, propped up and she was swinging her feet forward and backwards. Her hands were tucked underneath her chin, and she looked at me as though she was chatting to a fellow co-worker instead of queen-in-waiting for Aro.

"Jane has always wanted a mother, she says from what she can remember from her human life she was jealous about the mothers caring for their daughters. Her and Alec's mother died when they weren't even two years old. The local well had toxins in it, the woman got sick and boom…died. The father was hard on them too, telling Alec to be the man of the house, subtly encouraging him to be with Jane because no other boy would do it for her. Yet when he caught them in the middle of the act he dragged them to the church and demanded for them to be killed."

My hand that wasn't holding the mug had gripped onto the armchair and I hadn't even noticed that my hand had become tightened in a red hue from the strength of it. Athenodora cleared her throat, gaining my attention again. I sat the cup down onto the side table next to me.

"Well, the priest and the clergymen find out that Jane and Alec's dad had encouraged the incest. He had been the one who had planted the seed, so to speak. So, they burnt him in front of the children, tied him to a cross and crucified him. The twins say they can still smell the rotten, burnt flesh and hear the awful screaming their dad had done."

"Then they placed the children onto pyres. Somehow the whole thing got thrown into a shitstorm, shit fire, just shit was flying. The children had always had incestuous feelings for each other, and they bewitched their father into thinking of his children possibly being that way to each other in a beneficial manner. Of course it was all wrong, the twins weren't witches. They just were called that because they weren't understood, persecuted for loving each other. For giving themselves to each other, laying themselves bare and not asking for anything in return."

The only sound that was a response was the cracking of the firewood splitting open from the heat, along with the constant dripping of blood that was falling off of Athenodora's naked body. She sat upright this time, her fingers reaching down and pooling around the canvas, her head craned to the side as she sighed for a moment.

"I'm surprised that you're open about their feelings to each other. I mean, I know that you're fucked up like the rest of us but you're from a different time period. Back in our time we were getting together with our cousins and our siblings, most of the time it wasn't consensual but there were those out there that it was consensual. I don't think of the twins as my children, hell no, but they are my niece and nephew and I love them. I loved them the very first time I met them."

"There's nothing to really say about it. They would be together whether I approved of it, or I didn't. I have no opinion towards it. It's not harming anyone else. Those religious freaks can go fuck themselves. Along with their biological father. Probably could have burnt a little bit more on that cross."

The parlor doors opened, and I noted how Alec had entered the room. He shot an unimpressed look at his naked aunt.

"I wish you would do that in your bedroom, sometimes you do have other people come into the front parlor room. The last thing I need to see is my naked aunt."

"Yes well, it seems as though my creative thought process is not working for me right now and I've just wasted a good amount of human blood. Which has been hard to come by lately. Whether it is because of lazy delivery services or just the tourists not having great health, it's still the same. So, I will be going to my bedroom and taking a shower to clean myself and wait for my husband to come greet me like a proper husband does for his wife."

Athenodora headed out of the room and into her bedroom she shared with Caius. Melione fell down into the canvas and had blood cover her. She let out a high, distressed cry, which in the distance we could hear, "for the Gods' Sake, get your ass in here, Mel. I can't deal with your dramatics."

Melione got up and walked off of the canvas before going through the crack of the bedroom door. Alec went over to where the door was and shut it, knowing that Melione would end up needing to take a bath. It would piss her off but cat claws would not create scratches on Athenodora so she had that going for her, nor was she going to have cat hair stuck to her because she would force the cat to take a bath with Athenodora to make things easier.

Alec turned around and looked at me, his shoulder length dark hair barely having its strands sway in multiple directions due to the tilt of his head. He came over to me, his eyes studying me, and his lips pinched themselves together when he saw the bloodstone bracelet still resting around my wrist. The one Jane had commissioned for me and waited for me to have for over a thousand years.

"I'm not surprised you know the truth now. Aunt Athenodora has welcomed you to the family basically and you did wonder what the case for Jane was and I. If Jane learnt that you had hated her for loving me in a sinful manner, and I for her then I would never become your son. I would never let you think you could be like our first father. You would never hold that power over the girl that I love more than anything else in this whole fucking world!"

I stayed quiet with my fingers intertwined together. I sat there as he raved at me, his hands forming into fists on either side of him. His eyes ablaze with a kind of passionate love that people would wish for when it came to their lovers. I watched and observed him, and as he came over to me and placed his hands into either side of the loveseat on me, his face leaning into mine I knew not to be afraid. I knew he was trying to intimidate me.

Venom rose into the corners of his eyes, and he closed them a moment later, his lips pressed tightly together. I reached my hand up as though to touch him but knew the only touch he craved at the moment happened to be from Jane. He opened his eyes and those crimson hues peered into my brown ones, soul searching.

He nodded his head, pulling away from looming over me.

"Alright, let the trial officially begin. Prove yourself."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: update 2 of 3.

I hope you enjoyed the latest chapter.

as always: Twilight doesn't belong to me.

-EmmynotEmma

ps: I changed the title yet again, and I will keep it this time. Born to Rule sounds perfect for this story.