What happens when Natalia is soulmates with two originals, that would do anything for her? What happens when they find out exactly who she is? Or how she came to be the heretic of Mystic Falls?
Season 2 - Started July 18th 2023 - Finished July 18th...
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Natalia’s breath caught in her throat looking at the man in front of her. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
He was wearing a fancy suit, his hair styled with gel, but not too much, and his posture was completely perfect.
Elijah had almost the same reaction. He looked her up and down. Her body shape was perfect, she had all the right curves, her hair was almost to her hips, and her outfit was just phenomenal.
Her eyes shined their dark brown, his eyes never leaving hers.
“Woah,” Elijah whispered, before he sped in front of her. She took a couple steps back, her arms protective around Elena.
That’s when Elijah forcefully moved his eyes from her to Elena, seeing the fearful look on her face. He went to take a step towards her, but Natalia growled at him.
“You can hear her heart just fine from right there,” she told him threateningly. He was taken aback, he hadn’t been talked to like that in a while, it made his lips break out into a smirk.
“Rose, who is this lovely girl?” he turned his head over to Rose, who looked shocked at the young Salvatore girl.
“Her name is Natalia Salvatore,” Rose told him quietly.
Elijah’s smirk turned into a small smile, repeating her name in his head. To him he thought it was perfect. He turned his head back over to the two girls and looked Natalia in the eye.
“Natalia, it’s perfect.” he said, while she frowned lightly–
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Natalia woke up with a gasp, sitting up quickly in the horribly uncomfortable bed. She noticed that she was in her hotel room making her sigh, and wiped the sweat off her forehead.
“Another dream?” Stefan Salvatore asked from behind his sister. She turned to him. He was leaning on the doorway with his arms crossed.
“Yeah,” she said quietly. She pushed her blankets off her and walked into her bathroom. Stefan followed her.
“Same one?”
“No, this one was from when I first met him,” she sighed defeatedly and started to brush her teeth.
Stefan nodded and looked sympathetically at his sister.
“What do I do? I mean I don’t want to be without my other mate for the rest of my life!”
