"What the..." Hope Mikaelson whispered as she woke up and looked down at herself as she sat up.
"Good morning, princess." Hope heard an unfamiliar voice.
"Shit..." She whispered as she fell back into the bed.
"What did you inject me with?" She asked in a raspy voice.
"Nothing. I would never hurt you, princess." The voice said as a hand ran trough Hope's long hair.
"Unlike them." The voice added.
"Who's them?" Hope asked.
"Your little soulmates." The voice decleared.
"Oh." Hope said, as she took a long breath in.
"How do you feel?" The voice asked.
"Like a soulmark has been ripped off of me. Slowly. Painfully." Hope breathed out.
"I'm sorry." The voice whispered as the hand caressed her cheek.
"For what?" Hope asked.
"It was my fault." The voice replied.
"Who are you?" Hope asked, slightly alerted by those words.
"I am... Irrelevant." The voice said.
"Tell me." Hope demanded.
"I can't, Princess." The voice said, sounding almost apologetic.
"Why am i here then?" Hope asked.
"I can't tell you that either." The voice said.
"Then what the bloody hell is the point of this?" Hope asked yet another question.
"Wanna guess my anwser?" The voice asked.
"You can't tell me?" Hope guessed.
"Exactly."
. . .
"How long has it been?" Hope asked.
"I can't-"
"Tell me? Of course you can't." Hope scoffed.
"I'm sorry, you will be able to levae soon enough, my Princess." The voice spoke softly and Hope heard some shuffling around.
"Leaving again?" Hope frowned.
"I'm sorry, i will be back soon." The voice spoke and she heard the sound of a door slam shut a second later. Then the lock being twisted.
How long has it been?
Why do i feel humanly weak?
Where is the bloodlust? I haven't had the urge to feed since i came here.
I can't feel my magic.
Who's the voice and why does he keep leaving?
I'm just assuming that he's a he because he has a very deep voice.
I'm actully kinda hungry.
Surprisingly not for blood.
Maybe he went grocery shopping?
Or he left to commit a mass murder-
That got dark real fast, Hope.. . .
"I brought something for you." The voice said second after she heard the person enter.
If that even was a person.
"If it's not any of my mates, family, freedom or Takis, then i don't want it." Hope said.
"What i brought for you fits two categories." The voice muttured as she heard the light get switched on.
There was a dark figure. Dressed completely black, a black hood over it's head and face.
And a bag of Takis blue heat in his hands.
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Bonded Souls [2]
Fanfiction[2nd book] In which Hope Andrea Mikaelson tries to live in peace with her soulmates, family and friends, but the universe has a different plan. As always.