Chapter 3-The Alpha

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"Um Rebekah...you say that you have a real live hybred in your family... well... isn't he the king of, like, all hybreds?" I said. "Indeed. He is a very...colourful person. Dark and mysterious, but loving and caring. He would give up his life for any one of us. We all would." Rebekah smiled.

That's not what I've heard about him... but I guess I have to trust Rebekah. We walked into the Mikaelson mansion. "It's beatiful..." I said, dazed at its beauty. "Hello love. Are you Rebekah's friend? Are you single?" A single voice asked all of these question. "Lay off Kol, the poor girl just came to join our house." Rebekah snarled at this, so called Kol. He muttered some colourful words under his breath, walking away.

"So love. You want to join my pack?" A british voice asked. I turned around, at vamp speed. A man, who looks like he is about 19, blondish brownish hair, trimed down facial hair, and greenish blueish eyes. He was quite cute. WHAT? Did I just call this man cute?

"Um...yes, I would like to join your pack." I replied. "Ah. Well then, I'm the alpha here, and you well obay my rules. And mine alone. What is your name?" The man asked. "Oh, I'm Alexandrea, but please call me Alex." I replied. "Ah. Alex. Hello Alex... what is your last name again?" He wondered. "Oh, I didn't say it before. But...my last name...is...Salvator. Yes, I'm the famose Salvator brothers little sister. But I hate them, so now I'm looking for a new place to stay." I said.

"Well. Your last name is behind you Alex love. Oh, my name is Klaus. (Clous) Klaus Mikaelson." He smiled. "Now. Rebekah, show the girl to her room. I have to go finish torturing the prisoner." Klaus said.

Torture? I like this pack already.
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I know, it's a shorter chapter. But blame past me not future me. I am just fixing mistakes, not re-writing the entire story~

I hope you guys are liking the new version a little better, as the old one was fucking crap. Please don't comment saying you like the old one better, frankly, you are entitled to your own opinion, and I'm not changing it back because people don't like it. It's my book, not yours, so fuck off~


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