Sophie Smith is a normal human girl who is best friends with the Salvatore brothers. She knows nothing of the supernatural and is a sweet kind girl, compared to her friends. A secret runs through her family, a magical one.
She meets all the Mikaels...
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Eyes filled with rage and hatred, he stalked towards her, blood trailing down his shirt.
"Pathetic" The man spat, veins coming up on his face, fangs out.
"Please.." Sophie pleaded with fear. He grabbed her neck harshly, his hands squeezing her throat. She gasped for air, putting her hands on his, trying to claw it off her throat, begging for some air as his grip only got tighter.
"Useless girl. Do you really think I would let you go just like that?" He chuckled maliciously.
"Your pathetic life ends here, human" Sophie thrashed around in his grip, fear of death consuming her as tears freely ran down her cold skin.
Is this it?
Then, a loud crack was heard, and a body dropped to the ground.
Everything went black.
Klaus watched as his blue-haired mate clasped the sheets tightly, beads of sweat clouding her forehead.
Such a beautiful girl..
All his.
His..
His hand stroked her hair, pulling strands away from her face.
"We will be together soon, my love. I promise" The hybrid possessively placed a kiss on her lips as she moved around, trapped in her nightmare, while he was in bliss. Sophie shuffled around in her slumber, beads of sweat forming at her temple, her shirt slipping down in the process.
A dark look flashed in his eyes as he shamelessly stared at her cleavage. The thought of anyone else seeing her like this, so vulnerable, made Klaus clench his jaw tightly.
"All mine.." He mouthed, tracing his fingers on his mate's sternum. Such soft skin she had..
His mind drifted back to when he kissed her at the party. Her lips were so sweet. Only his lips were allowed to touch hers. Anyone else that she dared kiss would have those lips removed.
He got rid of all those who even touched her, so he would kill anyone who even kissed her. Oh, he would do so much more than just kill; in the end, they'd be begging for death.
Klaus leaned down and placed a light kiss on the side of Sophie's neck as she once again moved around.
Soon he would be able to do this more freely and with her knowing.
"Sleep well, love", Klaus whispered, placing a soft kiss on her forehead and reluctantly leaving her.
Sophie leapt up from the bed. Heavily breathing, she desperately touched her throat. A relieved sigh came out. It was just a nightmare...
Ever since that encounter with Mikael, the girl had been on edge. Though he was dead, she could hear his voice at the back of her mind, grinding at her.
