𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒, 𝗄𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗄𝖺𝖾𝗅𝗌𝗈𝗇 ²

08. so you're the long lost cousin

[𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓]

Some time had passed after Klaus had left the three of them in the Bayou.

They'd found a wooden house that was a little bigger and stayed there for a few hours.

Allison felt a little hot so she went outside for some fresh air. However, when she did, she spotted a Bible on the floor.

Her brows furrowed as she picked up the book and opened it, flicking through the pages.

The door opened and Theodore revealed himself. Allison acknowledged him by saying, "Someone left this here."

"What is it?" Theodore furrowed his brows as he looked at the book in her hands.

"A Bible with a family tree that goes back generations." Allison said, looking at her brother with an almost hopeful look..

"Labonair. That's our name." Theodore read out as Allison nodded, "But why aren't we on there then?"

"Because, when our birth parents fled New Orleans we weren't even born yet, but our dad was." Allison said, her finger going down the names and finally stopping at one, Simon Labonair.

(A/N: I tried my best guys)

"March third, 1970." Theodore read out his birth father's date of birth, still in shock with how something like this still existed after Beatrice destroyed their home.

Beatrice almost held all the blame for what had happened to the werewolves. She slaughtered the Labonair's, the royalty of that region, and left their followers frightened and unsure on what to do.

Beatrice wasn't the only reason for this though. Marcel played a part in it too. He was the one who built the foundation of their demise and he didn't feel an ounce of guilt.