Smitten Storm ✨ Danielle Gilbert-Labonair [2]

Chapter [33]

Danielle's PoV

A few days later

I sit quietly in the French quarter drinking some coffee in a small café.

"Mind if I sit here?" A voice asks.

I look up and see a boy close to my age.

"Sure," I say, watching him closely.

"Lovely day, isn't it?" He states smirking.

I furrow my eyebrows at him, "It is."

Silence echoes around us, my eyes narrowing skeptically, "I don't mean to be rude, but do I know you?"

"Well Ellie, it wouldn't surprise me if you did," his eyes light up.

My eyes widen, "There's only one person who calls me that."

He smirks raising his eyebrows, "And who might that be?"

"But it's not possible, Nik told me he died," I mumble blinking.

He catches me eyes, flashing his classic smile.

"Kol?" I question.

"My, my, Darlin, it's nice for someone to recognise me for me," He says leaning back in his chair.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, "How are you here?"

"I can't tell you everything, but let's just say my mother brought me back," Kol explains.

"Esther!" I mutter in disgust, "You do realise you're mother is trying to kill me?"

He smiles, "I know, doesn't mean I want to."

His phone buzzes.

"Who's that?"

"It's Davina," he checks his message.

"Davina?" I say raising my eyebrows.

"I've been told to get close to her, she seems like a charming young lady," he says grinning.

"Kol, you can't kill her," I tell him. 

"I don't want to, I'm just looking for information," he explains, "She knows something about the white oak stake. Besides she's in trouble and needs my help."